The Things That Daddy's Do

Every child has a father, and sometimes they do silly things. This post is all about funny, sweet, and odd experiences, all involving one man, and one boy. My sweet husband Vince, and my smiley baby Nathaniel.

This first experience is by far the most recent, and hilarious experience yet. One morning, Nathaniel decided to wake up at four am. I went to his bed and put the pacifier back in his mouth, and climbed back into bed. After a while, Nathan was up again. Vincent got up with him this time, which was very sweet, and proceeded to change Nate's daiper, and put him back in bed. Problem solved. Seems pretty routine right? Just wait. It gets better!

A couple of hours later, when I went to get Nate out of bed for real, I found something hilarious, yet distrubing. My 6 month old son was up on his hands and knees, bare bottom exposed, diaper off to the side, and a giant grin on his face, as if to say, "oh hello Mommy! You're up! How nice to see you this morning! Look what I did!" Needless to say, I questioned Vince about what had occured at four in the morning to see I could make sense of what had happened. Come to find out, Vincent had changed Nathan out of his onesie, because he had wetted through his diaper and onto his onesie. Ok. That I could handle. My next thought was, well why didn't he put a new onesie on Nathan after changing him out of his wet one? I guess it was four o' clock in the morning though, Vince hadn't slept well.

I later found out that Nathan had reached down to his diaper and played with the velcro that holds the diaper in place. My husband thought to himself, there's no way Nathan can take his diaper off! He's too young! Low and behold, Nathaniel surprised us all later that day when we discovered that a 6 month old can indeed take off his diaper. Thank goodness there was no mess left behind.

Fathers sometimes have to get children dressed. Vincent had to get Nathan dressed not too long ago, as I was gone somewhere having a little me time. I finished my errand and went home to my husband and son. Everything seemed to be in order, so I settled in. When I looked down at Nate, however, I realized that his romper was on backwards! I pointed this out to Vincent who promptly and sarcastically said, "What?! The buttons don't go on the back! Who thought of that!" We both got a good laugh out of this one. In my husband's defense, Nathan has other rompers/onesies that have buttons or snaps on the front. It was only natural that he would be confused.

Lastly, my husband likes to make Nathaniel "work-out." Picture this: Nathan, lying flat on his back, with a half pound weight (yes, a weight), in his hand, and Vincent close to by to catch it if anything goes wrong. (The weight was one of those long skinny ones that you put into an ankle or wrist weight).  Well my first thought is, I hope he doesn't drop it on his little face and hurt himself, or drop it into the back of his throat, and choke himself on it. Vincent is thinking, oh man! This is going to strengthen his arms/wrists like crazy! My baby is going to be so buff! Silly, silly. He will get buff by holding himself up on his hands and knees, trying to crawl, and sitting up. Vince also does all sorts of other random exercises with Nathan that when asked about, his response is, "I'm making him work-out! Our little boy is going to be so strong!"

Well, that's our life with Daddy in a nutshell. There are other random happenstances that I could write about, but that would require a whole other post, and a lot more room. Daddy's do the things they do because they love their babies, so Vince must love Nathaniel a lot.