So the doctor told my wife yesterday that our little guy may come anytime after the next 2 weeks. EEEEP! Holy Moses smell the roses, am I ready? My wife looks seems calm and prepared, but I’m in a panic in my mind — “What do I bring with me to the hospital? Where do I drop her off?” I better figure this out right away!
It’s not like we’re totally unready – just not as prepared as I’d like to be. My wife told me there’s a Chinese superstition that they don’t get ready till the last minute so they don’t invite unwelcome guests. You know, like of the spiritual kind. Like the baby crib for instance isn’t supposed to be put together until she’s at the hospital. I’m not sure I’m willing to wait until then…spirits or no spirits. So I think we’ve compromised to build it this coming week. I’ll just call the Ghost Hunters if my child ends up like Damien Omen.
We got our stroller, crib, bedding, car seat and baby clothing. Seems to be the major items eh? I got 1 daiper…we got that as a sampler in the mail. Good nuff?
Anyway the reason why I brought this all up was that I saw this cute little collection of baby stuff posted on Monster-Munch. Even baby stuff can be well designed eh?
Lately I’ve been shopping dragged to the mall with my wife and I see these little stuffed animals I thought would be a good pal for the little guy. My wife says, “Boy’s don’t play with dolls”. I differ! Every guy I know so far had some kind of nappy childhood plaything for comfort. I’m not the only one that had a busted up stuffed animal for comfort. Am I? Am I?
Why do I suddenly have an image of Damien Omen ripping up a doll to shreds?