The Fascinating World of Parenthood

I've been told that a true cowboy only takes his hat off for one thing. Apparently, in Henry's world, it's not for bath time. He has about twenty rubber duckies and he tries to eat every single one of 'em. It is currently one of his true passions in life.




Here's is a fun game for young parents to play. It revolves around the diaper genie. For the uninformed the diaper genie is the thingie in a nursery that you put the dirty diapers in. In theory, they prevent the room from wreaking like a White Castle restroom at 4 am on a Saturday morning. The object of the game is to not have to be the one to have to empty the diaper genie, which requires a treacherous 15 yard hike to the garage at our household. So, the whole secret to the game lies in one's ability to cram just one more diaper into an already overstuffed diaper genie. I remember when we first got that blasted contraption. I think we emptied it after it had about five diapers in it. Now, as seasoned diaper genie veterans, the thing weighs about 95 pounds by the time we can no longer cram another diaper in it. CRIPES.

• Henry is very close to crawling. We were taping him with our video camera for about ten minutes today trying to capture that first crawl - no dice. Any day now we're thinkin...
• He has developed the annoying habit of trying to flip over to his belly when changing his diaper. I try giving him toys to distract him but that only works momentarily. This really adds a new dimension to changing the super poopie diapers, especially the ones where the poop is all over the place and somehow manages to go half way up his back. Jarred meat and peaches must be high octane stuff, let me tell ya.
• When Henry was first born last summer I wanted to take him out fishing with me on my little boat. The wife wasn't really keen on this and in retrospect seems pretty ridiculous. Even the infant life jackets wouldn't really fit him. I had threatened to fashion him a life jacket out of a can cooler. I never followed through though, much to her relief. But now we are all set - today he got his life jacket from Fleet Farm and I drove by the boat launch in Hudson at Lake St. Croix and its all clear for take off. I just need to muster up the energy to get the boat out of hibernation. The life jacket even has a convenient carring handle to grab him when he hops out of the boat!

Doesn't he look all growed up?!