Wow. S’all I gots to say on the story right now.
Damn. I can’t believe I disappear for almost a week and no one says anything. No emails. Nothin’.
I’ve had a ton to write in the past week. As the days pass I either lose what I was going to say or I run out of minutes in the day. Don’t worry, my mental health is stable. Actually it’s better than it’s been in years. I’ll get to that later.
This week we’ve had so many firsts. There are so many people who crab that they want to adopt a baby because they don’t want to miss out all the firsts. Bah I say to you. If you think your life will be more complete because you saw your baby’s first bowel movement more power to you. Odds are you haven’t experience a week like I have.
Monday we had the joy of going to the pediatrician’s office because the TB test needed to be read by a professional. You guessed it. Positive! Babies first positive TB test. He’ll test positive the rest of his life. Actually he’ll have to have chest x-rays instead of the skin test from now on.
Tuesday we played in the pool with cousin B. This wasn’t a first, but that’s what we did.
Wednesday was the boy’s First fourth of July. As I was putting him down for a nap the neighbor kids set off a cherry bomb out side of his bedroom. He slept through it. We spent the afternoon at Heather’s parent’s house and the boy got to take his first boat ride. I may or may not have deleted the photo from that event. That evening he asked his father to rock him to sleep. He was exhausted and thought the “firecrackers” were loud.
Thursday he got to swing in a hammock for the first time. Unfortunately, ten minutes later, due to the laws of physics and the size of Elle’s big fat ass the we-can-do-it-better-and-cheaper-ourselves hammock stand fell apart. A small and inexpensive home improvement project has now turned into a big and expensive one.
Friday we drove out to the beach. This was the boy’s first trip there. He loved it. We had to bribe him with ice cream to get him out of the water. The ocean here is about 50 degrees. He went through 2 pairs of shorts. I was down to his swim trunks. Why didn’t I put the swim trunks on to begin with? Because I’m smooth like that. We actually had to go buy him new clothes so we could go out to dinner once we got back to town. Oh yeah, and he got baby’s first wind burn. Ouch.
I’ll get back to posting soon enough. I’ll also elaborate more on some of those stories. In the mean time know that I’m not facetious when I tell you that the boy’s firsts this week were awesome. So much better than baby’s first poopy.