Hello, BY followers!
So, some of you might be asking, what's it like being a new daddy?
Well it's great. The KP's amazing. She is so adorable, especially during daylight hours. However her big, cute eyes are not so adorable at 1 am.
Anyway, the one thing that I haven't been able to do with my daughter is feeding. This has been an entire DC production. She runs the show (from her iPhone, which will be the subject of another post).
Recently, things got a little testy:
KP: waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! fidgetfidget
ME: Hey, DC! I think it might be time for a feeding.
DC: Really? I don't think so.
KP: oink oink oink... snortle snortle... fidget
ME: Seriously, DC. She's making her piglet noises.
DC: Nope. It's not time yet! The phone says so!
ME: Seriously!?!? This girl's hungry!!!
KP: oink oink oink... waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!. oink oink...
I try to console her. I carry her on my chest upright.... then she starts rooting in my neck.
ME: Oh, DC!!! She's rooting!!!
Next thing I know, the KP has made her way from my neck to my nose.... and she's trying to get milk from it.
ME: OK DC! Game over. She's wants food and I don't think my nose is going to produce it!
DC: oh, ok!
ME: Seriously, DC. You hoard over this milk, dispensing like its gold (I can't argue there). It's like you some sort of queen!!!!!
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DairyQueen!
I love it!
So, some of you might be asking, what's it like being a new daddy?
Well it's great. The KP's amazing. She is so adorable, especially during daylight hours. However her big, cute eyes are not so adorable at 1 am.
Anyway, the one thing that I haven't been able to do with my daughter is feeding. This has been an entire DC production. She runs the show (from her iPhone, which will be the subject of another post).
Recently, things got a little testy:
KP: waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! fidgetfidget
ME: Hey, DC! I think it might be time for a feeding.
DC: Really? I don't think so.
KP: oink oink oink... snortle snortle... fidget
ME: Seriously, DC. She's making her piglet noises.
DC: Nope. It's not time yet! The phone says so!
ME: Seriously!?!? This girl's hungry!!!
KP: oink oink oink... waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!. oink oink...
I try to console her. I carry her on my chest upright.... then she starts rooting in my neck.
ME: Oh, DC!!! She's rooting!!!
Next thing I know, the KP has made her way from my neck to my nose.... and she's trying to get milk from it.
ME: OK DC! Game over. She's wants food and I don't think my nose is going to produce it!
DC: oh, ok!
ME: Seriously, DC. You hoard over this milk, dispensing like its gold (I can't argue there). It's like you some sort of queen!!!!!
Lightbulbs flashed simultaneously! Eureka!!!! Name change! Send out the press notifications!
DairyQueen!
I love it!
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