Okay, it has been a really long time since I have written in the blog (is it in the blog or on the blog…anyway). I don’t know why I have taken the hiatis I have, but it hasn’t only been from the blog, this includes most things to do with the computer. I check my email every third day or so, I haven’t updated my status on Facebook since who know when, and what is this Twitter thing I keep hearing about? (Just kidding on that last one, but seriously)
I just haven’t made it a priority of late, I would much rather spend time with my beautiful wife and baby girl. But, yesternight was a perfect picture of what chaos can insue when Dad is left in charge.
It started with Jodi dropping Cora off at Nadco at 4:40 in the afternoon. This was the first night of her self-defense class and it started at 5. I took the liberty to show Cora off to anyone who cared at work. I am a proud Dad. So, I shut down my computer and strolled Cora out. She was in a really good mood so she was alot of fun. She does this really cute thing where she makes this whispering sound. It is so precious. If you make the sound back to her you can have a whole whispering conversation. I think it is so cool how you can have a conversation with you child without saying a word.
We got home and it was time to feed her dinner. She is still downin’ the Mama’s milk, but she is also eating home made baby food. I was in charge of the baby food since Jodi was out learning how to kick you butt. On the menu was cauliflower that was mixed with some cheese I believe. The first few bites go great. Cora, like her Dad, digs the cauliflower. But, about half way through I get the lock jaw. She is not opening those lips for anything. She has also gotten quiet good at swatting away the spoon when she is not interested.
I tried everything, I made her laugh and snuck it in only to have her ooze it back out, I heated it up to make sure it hadn’t gotten to cold, I even resorted to acting like a gorilla to get her attention.
Just as I am making a complete fool of myself I see a woman walk up to my front door (who can see me making a fool of myself). This woman doesn’t look familiar and all I am thinking is how bad timing this is. Then she does the most foolish thing a visitor to my humble house can do…she rang the door bell (I know). Needless to say Chase (our dog) goes ballistic. There must be some sort of electronic device in my dog that is set off by the ringing of the door bell because whenever it happens he acts like he wants to get out of his skin. Oh but even better, this is not “normal” ballistic Chase this is bite wound recovering, infection having, surgery gotten, staph infection diagnosed, cone wearing Chase. Who even though he has been wearing the cone for about 2 weeks still has not figured out the dimensions of said cone.
So, there I am with Cora in the highchair food all over her face, Chase going nuts whipping his cone into every possible object, and me not knowing what to do. My first thought was answer the door, so I got up, boxed out Chase like I was trying to get a rebound and cracked the door. ”Hi I called about the chair your selling on Craigslist.” she says. ”Um, okay. That must have been my wife you talked to and she’s not her. Hold on a second.” I said and I shut the door. Next thought: put Chase somewhere that he can’t kill these people. I manage to get Chase in the sun room, but of course, he is still going nuts, which after a while can make you go nuts too! Thought #3: I need to go out to the garage and show them the chair. Thought #4: I can’t leave Cora in here by herself. I unlatch Cora from her cauliflower encrusted throne and take her out to the garage.
The good news is the lady bought the chair and didn’t even try to get me down on the price. I think she may have felt bad for me. Seriously, that was one evening. I don’t know how Jodi does it everyday. She is a great woman, wife and especially mother. I am forever grateful to the strengths and abilities that God blessed her with.