What Inquiring Minds Want to Know

Apparently, the burning question on everyone's mind is, 'Have I changed a diaper, yet?'. Well, the answer is...No, not yet. Trust me, it is not due to any concern over my ability to handle being neck deep in baby poo. After all, I did stand and watch just two feet from my wife as her stomach and what I think was an intestine of some sort laid on her chest during the C-section. In fact, I lobbied pretty hard while in the hospital for my first chance to "get my hands dirty". Ultimately, though, the CEO of 74 Scudder St decided that until Jack's umbilical cord falls off and he gets past his current "man issue", a motherly touch would probably be best. I was disappointed until Baniela explained that my considerable parenting skills were a resource that could be best utilized in other different but extremely critical postions such as formula chef, personal shopper and waste removal engineer. Obviously, I am easily manipulated.

I have been paying close attention so when my big chance to change Jack's diaper does come, I will be ready. I was sent downstairs today to get another package of diapers. I was relieved when I saw "Up to 10 lbs" on the package. So, I guess I won't have to be nearly as vigilant as Mom when it comes to changing little Jack. I even saw one package today at the store that said "Up to 27 lbs". Sounds to me like alotta poo for one diaper but, hey, if they can put a man on the moon...

Even though I have not yet changed a diaper I have had numerous other new and exciting experiences. For example, I have been peed upon on multiple occasions and happily used as a human burp cloth to name just a couple. On one occasion I even managed to somehow get my arm jammed in the Diaper Genie up to my elbow. It was definitely a little scary but don't worry, I'm fine. There was a struggle (picture Chris Farley meets Chevy Chase) but after stumbling from the baby's room through the kitchen and falling backward over the living room couch I managed to get the upper hand, extract my arm and defeat the Genie. Now, I'm pretty sure it has to grant me three wishes.

Father and son stand triumphant over the evil Diaper Genie! Looks like I have 'A little Captain in me'...likely in more ways than one.


Mom and baby are doing well. Jack is starting to get on somewhat of a schedule...his own. He has had a couple of good, long sleeping sessions over the past couple of days. I can't quite say the same about Mom. She has caught a few winks here and there. Somehow she manages to go from dead tired and asleep on the couch to feeding, comforting and changing in about two seconds flat. She is awesome. Jack and I are two very lucky guys.

Jack with Mom watching his first Eagles game

That's right, Jack. Andy Reid did just call running plays on both third AND fourth down.