Saturday, August 7, 2010
Diary of a Dadurday
7:05 I can hear baby babble. Why is his mother still sleeping?
7:07 Oh, yeah. It's Dadurday: The day mom sleeps in.
7:08 Coffee!
7:09 What's does Gummybear eat? Hey, honey...oops.
7:10 I remember a mushy bowl of...stuff. Like a paste. Flour?
7:11 *snaps fingers* Babies drink milk. Yeah, that's what they do.
7:12 Where are the sippy cups? Hey, honey...oops.
7:13 More coffee!
7:14 It's been hours.
7:15 There goes a banana. Now what do I do?
7:16 Baby is banging on the bedroom door.
7:17 No instructions written anywhere.
7:19 Still banging. Now using a block.
7:20 I wonder if she's okay?
7:21 I should go in there. And bring the baby.
7:22 *opens door* Hey, honey...oops.
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What would happen...
If you gave an attention-shy twelve year old boy an embarrassing pet: Get kicked out of town? Make the baseball team? Both? Read all about it in NOT JUST FOR BREAKFAST ANYMORE.
My goodness. You've channeled the spirit of my husband. Banana and everything.
ReplyDeleteWe all read from the same handbook. Bananas fall under the heading: Pre-packaged food is good food.
ReplyDeleteYour wife got 22 whole minutes. What a lucky lady.
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