I feel like the day is coming soon when I will look at him and think when the heck did you turn 18? Seems like just yesterday I was holding your 10-pound self in my arms…
Sorry. Not trying to be all sentimental or sappy. But he’s 3-and-a-half weeks old now, and he’s changed so much already. He’s growing so much, so fast.
I think he’s starting to respond to Robyn and me. Up until a couple days ago, we could talk to him or cuddle with him or make his little baby limbs dance, but he’d just be off in his own little world. All of a sudden, it seems like he’s paying attention when we do the aforementioned things. A little while ago, I was across the room and suddenly (and somewhat loudly) starting talking about something. Tobe turned his head towards me and stared in the direction of my voice until I finished my statement. Then he looked back at Robyn. Was he really turning towards Daddy because he heard Daddy? Or was this just a coincidence? I try not to read into stuff like that too much, but it seemed possible to me at the time. I know he can’t see that far right now, but he can definitely hear, and he seems to already at least somewhat recognize Mommy and Daddy. Pretty crazy stuff.
Also, Robyn thinks he’s been awake a whole lot more. I haven’t noticed this as much… although I would say that he’s had alert times for longer periods of time. Currently, he’s been awake for 2 hours and 15 minutes, and he looks like he may drift off at any time now, but that’s a long time for a little dude to be awake.
I’ve always like weekends, even though my weekends have always been busier than weekdays. Working for the church, I’ve always felt like I can’t stay out too late on Saturday night since I have to be “at work” by 7:30 Sunday morning. Regardless, it’s fun to not have to go to my accounting job for a couple days. But now… I’m loving weekends. It is just so nice to be home. I’m spending so much more time with Robyn lately, and it has been so much fun. I could really get used to this. Unfortunately, my Monday morning workday begins in about 13 hours, and there are many loads of laundry, many diapers, and hopefully at least a few hours of sleep before then. I’m going to wrap this post up in a minute, then get back to enjoying being home with the wife and the baby goat.
But I might as well comment on football while I’m here… the Steelers look awful good. And as I’ve said before, I know I should hate them simply because they are Pittsburgh, but I find little to hate about them. I feel kinda happy for them. Which makes me feel dirty. I need to take a shower. I’m not a Steeler fan… I promise… I’m a Bengal fan… I’m just finding it difficult to work up any ill feelings about their success, other than I’d prefer it to be the Bengals in Super Bowl Extra Large.
The nightcap… I think I’m rooting for Carolina, and not just because I don’t want to see the Seahawks’ horrendous unis in the big game. Steve Smith is an inspiration… anybody 5’9″ that can take over a game like he does is worth rooting for, especially with Delhomme slinging it to him. Although I appreciate the very bald Hasselbeck having success, too. But I think that regardless of who wins this game, Pittsburgh will be very difficult to beat in Detroit.
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