I am grateful for my folks, who again showed up early and made dinner for us on Beaver night, so where we usually have to rush like crazy on Thursdays, tonight we didn’t. I’ll miss them when they are gone, and not just because of the ham and potato salad.
I am grateful for a big milestone, Cooper lost his first tooth tonight. Within about 15 minutes he’d also lost his second. It’s a trip for this Papa. I can remember the milestone when those first two teeth came in. It was just a few years ago, but it feels like a lifetime. Now I can hold those little teeth in my hand, and consider there was once a time where All of Cooper was that size when Julie was pregnant. Now he’s this whole person. Parenthood is such a trip. If parenthood is not hard, I don’t know what is. And if parenthood is not nice, I don’t know what is.
I am grateful for the satisfaction of crossing stuff off to-do lists. I did a fair amount of that today. Never enough, but satisfying nonetheless.
I choose to assume that is a Vonnegut reference: http://www.brainpickings.org/2014/04/17/if-this-isnt-nice-what-is-kurt-vonnegut-commencement/
I regularly say this to my girls, for which I am rewarded with a pleading "PAPA…" in a classic tween-pitched whine.
Thank you for the closeup of Cooper's mouth. I can show it to Eloise, and she can be comforted about the identical and normal trident-shaped tooth she has.
Evan
It absolutely is a Vonnegut reference. Fact is, when it's nice, it's not as nice as it would be unless we stopped to say it's nice. Hence this blog, see.
I have never said this to my boys, for the fear, nay, for the knowledge that they would just answer me with something that they thought was nicer than this.
Kids. No respect.
Trident shaped teeth are kickcuss! Tell Eloise she should be proud of her Poseidon tooth! I'm going to tell Coop he should be first thing tomorrow morning.