California Waking
So someone is having a little trouble adjusting back to east coast time.
As he crawls around the coffee table here at 10pm, chasing the dogs, chucking coasters, whistling, cooing, generally being untired. Three days now. He was up for three hours after midnight yesterday.
So we're thinking of shipping him to Uncle Tim's in England for a week to get him recalibrated the other way.
Sunday was my first time flying with Ryan -- 'twas Ainsley's fourth -- and he thankfully slept for almost an hour and a half of the five-hour flight. Otherwise, we tried to keep him occupied with toys, drinks, Finding Nemo on my laptop, and boobs. It seems it was United Airline's first time flying with a baby, too; I asked which restroom had a changing table, and the clueardess said none of them did and suggested I try changing him on my lap.
So you can see why no one's ever had sex with her.
The tedium of travel was wiped away by our legend sighting: I made Ainsley's century by pointing out one Mr. Darrell Green, Redskins future Hall of Famer (#28 in your programs, #1 in your heart), standing by the luggage carousel. Ainsley went all pitter-pattery, and her eyes swelled with tears.
She loves him THAT much.
But married ME, mister speedipants, don't you forget it.
As he crawls around the coffee table here at 10pm, chasing the dogs, chucking coasters, whistling, cooing, generally being untired. Three days now. He was up for three hours after midnight yesterday.
So we're thinking of shipping him to Uncle Tim's in England for a week to get him recalibrated the other way.
Sunday was my first time flying with Ryan -- 'twas Ainsley's fourth -- and he thankfully slept for almost an hour and a half of the five-hour flight. Otherwise, we tried to keep him occupied with toys, drinks, Finding Nemo on my laptop, and boobs. It seems it was United Airline's first time flying with a baby, too; I asked which restroom had a changing table, and the clueardess said none of them did and suggested I try changing him on my lap.
So you can see why no one's ever had sex with her.
The tedium of travel was wiped away by our legend sighting: I made Ainsley's century by pointing out one Mr. Darrell Green, Redskins future Hall of Famer (#28 in your programs, #1 in your heart), standing by the luggage carousel. Ainsley went all pitter-pattery, and her eyes swelled with tears.
She loves him THAT much.
But married ME, mister speedipants, don't you forget it.
posted by Dan at 8:59 PM
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