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WEEK THIRTY-THREE - OCTOBER 2002
Do as I say, not as I do.
Do you ever wonder if your pediatrician actually follows his or her own advice at home? Does he or she really do everything with their kids that they advise you to do with yours?
Cheryl caught me doing something that I tell EVERY parent NOT to do. I was changing Joshua's diaper on the changing table, and I bent down to pick up a diaper I had dropped. Now understand, it was only for a split second. There's no way he could have rolled off the table in that blink-of-an-eye fraction of a nanosecond that I took my eyes and hands off of him, right?
Well, Cheryl caught me in the act. She said, "Don't you tell parents NEVER to do that?" Of course I do, I thought. But that doesn't mean I'm actually supposed to listen to myself does it? If I had a dime for every mom in the office that told me her husband let the baby roll off the changing table.
Dads. You gotta love us.
The baby coat.
"Wearing your baby" now has a new meaning for me. We took a family trip to Vegas for a few days and had a blast. As we were cruising the strip one night just enjoying the sights and lights (with the kids in tow), it started to get quite cold. Living in Southern California, I'm not used to ever taking a jacket anywhere. So I was freezing. Cheryl and the kids, of course, were smart enough to bring their sweatshirts along.
So what did I do? I wore the baby in the sling and WOW, did he ever keep me warm! It was better than a jacket. One more reason to "wear your baby" around.
Trekkies.
I'll admit it. I'm a "trekky". And I have my kids addicted to Star Trek too. It's a weekly tradition in our house - Star Trek Boys Night every Wednesday. So, being in Vegas, we couldn't miss out on the Star Trek Experience at the Hilton. It was awesome. And now, the newest member of our family is a trekky too.
I was a little surprised, however, how much he loved the Klingons. Personally, I can't stand the smell!

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