Savages
Word.
I have a lot on my mind right now so let's get right down to it. But first, let me warn you that I don't have much time and this may become a little disconcerting - nay, repulsive. Stand the fuck by.
Just kidding. Seriously however there is a ton of stuff going on. Currently I wait in my office after having drawn a weapon from the armory. Today we board the ship for the third at-sea period, our final test of operational capability prior to deployment. This should be swift, only ten days mates, followed by some good ol' fashioned (lit-rally) debauchery in the form of guests and merriment.
It's very hard to have to leave the family at this point. Franklin is getting bigger everyday, talking more and grabbing stuff and taking bigger poops. I love him so much. The only justification I can conjur for leaving is the hope that maybe I'm doing something to make the world a better place for him someday, so he doesn't have to get involved in this sort of thing. At the same time, Missy has become an amazing woman, wife and mother. I'm in constant awe of her strength day-to-day and while I feel confident that she'll carry on nicely in my absence, I feel guilty that I grant her the sole responsibility of watching after Franklin. It's not an easy job but she handles it with amazing grace.
I had the opportunity to watch Franklin on my own recently while Miss went to a meeting one night. I struggled, no lie, but we got through it and I gained a new respect for the constant watch and tender care Miss keeps with baby everyday. For those of you lucky enough to visit this month, you'll see what I'm talking about.
Depressing reality aside, I landed a frontside 180 last night on my skateboard. My nieghbor helped me learn the trick. I also learned nose stalls on a box the dude built. With luck, these could turn into some sweet slide varials and such. In other sports news, I went surfing twice last week, wednesday and saturday. Wednesday was small and gentle, a pleasant end to a hectic day. Saturday was big and fast - a great start to a great weekend. Be it known the water temp lingers right around 59 degrees, the perfect temp to make your unprotected testicles ascend into your abdomen, lest they be insulated.
In response to Joe's blog focused primarily on song lyrics and Wolf bands, I've written my own little lyrics.
"Kazoo conundrum
dainty bootie
placing golden minds a slumber
played out silly
sunday picnic
can't stop the tiny dancer's hands"
I guess there's a corn factor of 8.1 in there.
Lastly (time is of the essence now), I'd like to lay out a small glossary of terms we use with the baby so everyone is not confused whenst visiting.
Boom Boom: pacifier.
Boom Boom Suit: Baby clothes, usually one-piece future suits with built in feet make of soft, towel-like material featuring winnie the pooh patches or dinosaurs.
Dooder: This is a general term, referring to anything baby. Sometimes his turds, sometimes spit-up. A dooder cloth could be a burp rag or bib. "?"
Toothers: The baby is currently getting these, causing him to drool and complain sometimes.
Boppy: This thing is like an orthopedic donut used to support the baby while breastfeeding.
Onesie: self-explanatory, a common article of baby wardrobe.
Chubbers: The baby's cheeks (upper or lower).
Fingies: The baby puts his fingies in his mouth quite often. He gets his whole fist in there sometimes too. Babies love to do this, it's really comforting for them.
House: The T.V. show. Franklin loves it! Maybe it's because we watched it the day he was born at the hospital. Babies love T.V.
Snuzer: nap.
Zuzer: The cat (his name is actually cougar(or coogs or coogie(the cat spells his name coogr)))
That's it man. I'll try and keep up with ya on the ship.
Reading: Anything by Dwight Boyer. CHECK THIS GUY OUT!!
I have a lot on my mind right now so let's get right down to it. But first, let me warn you that I don't have much time and this may become a little disconcerting - nay, repulsive. Stand the fuck by.
Just kidding. Seriously however there is a ton of stuff going on. Currently I wait in my office after having drawn a weapon from the armory. Today we board the ship for the third at-sea period, our final test of operational capability prior to deployment. This should be swift, only ten days mates, followed by some good ol' fashioned (lit-rally) debauchery in the form of guests and merriment.
It's very hard to have to leave the family at this point. Franklin is getting bigger everyday, talking more and grabbing stuff and taking bigger poops. I love him so much. The only justification I can conjur for leaving is the hope that maybe I'm doing something to make the world a better place for him someday, so he doesn't have to get involved in this sort of thing. At the same time, Missy has become an amazing woman, wife and mother. I'm in constant awe of her strength day-to-day and while I feel confident that she'll carry on nicely in my absence, I feel guilty that I grant her the sole responsibility of watching after Franklin. It's not an easy job but she handles it with amazing grace.
I had the opportunity to watch Franklin on my own recently while Miss went to a meeting one night. I struggled, no lie, but we got through it and I gained a new respect for the constant watch and tender care Miss keeps with baby everyday. For those of you lucky enough to visit this month, you'll see what I'm talking about.
Depressing reality aside, I landed a frontside 180 last night on my skateboard. My nieghbor helped me learn the trick. I also learned nose stalls on a box the dude built. With luck, these could turn into some sweet slide varials and such. In other sports news, I went surfing twice last week, wednesday and saturday. Wednesday was small and gentle, a pleasant end to a hectic day. Saturday was big and fast - a great start to a great weekend. Be it known the water temp lingers right around 59 degrees, the perfect temp to make your unprotected testicles ascend into your abdomen, lest they be insulated.
In response to Joe's blog focused primarily on song lyrics and Wolf bands, I've written my own little lyrics.
"Kazoo conundrum
dainty bootie
placing golden minds a slumber
played out silly
sunday picnic
can't stop the tiny dancer's hands"
I guess there's a corn factor of 8.1 in there.
Lastly (time is of the essence now), I'd like to lay out a small glossary of terms we use with the baby so everyone is not confused whenst visiting.
Boom Boom: pacifier.
Boom Boom Suit: Baby clothes, usually one-piece future suits with built in feet make of soft, towel-like material featuring winnie the pooh patches or dinosaurs.
Dooder: This is a general term, referring to anything baby. Sometimes his turds, sometimes spit-up. A dooder cloth could be a burp rag or bib. "?"
Toothers: The baby is currently getting these, causing him to drool and complain sometimes.
Boppy: This thing is like an orthopedic donut used to support the baby while breastfeeding.
Onesie: self-explanatory, a common article of baby wardrobe.
Chubbers: The baby's cheeks (upper or lower).
Fingies: The baby puts his fingies in his mouth quite often. He gets his whole fist in there sometimes too. Babies love to do this, it's really comforting for them.
House: The T.V. show. Franklin loves it! Maybe it's because we watched it the day he was born at the hospital. Babies love T.V.
Snuzer: nap.
Zuzer: The cat (his name is actually cougar(or coogs or coogie(the cat spells his name coogr)))
That's it man. I'll try and keep up with ya on the ship.
Reading: Anything by Dwight Boyer. CHECK THIS GUY OUT!!
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