Grossly deficient

As a result of the move to Florida, I have nearly lost all touch with this blog. But fear not - I've been keeping notes offline so I can catch all of my loyal fans up on recent fathering activity.

The new house is fantastic. Except that it's an old house and it has required quite a bit of work to make it really livable. The baby's nursery is about the only room that has come together completely. I assembled the crib yesterday, and would compare the experience fitting the pieces together to solving a Rubik's Cube. But more on that later.

We've managed to dispose of all our moving boxes, packing paper, and other random items in just under two weeks. I currently have a personal vendetta against all things cardboard, styrofoam, paper, and plastic that relate to moving. My blood pressure seems to rise and fall with the level of those materials found in our living room.

But this blog is about my being a dad, and what the baby is up to, right? Well, it's amazing to look at all of the pictures that we've taken in the 9.5 weeks since she was born. She has changed dramatically and she's starting to form a personality.

One interesting personality trait is her attachment to her mother. I guess since we've been caught up in the move, she's been spending a little more time sleeping, eating, and playing with my wife. So when I sometimes hold her, she acts like I am a burning hot ember and screams to high heaven. Then mom takes her and she starts cooing like nothing has ever bothered her in her life. I never thought I would be offended by something like that, but it's really sad! So we've been trying to work me back into the rotation a bit more...hopefully it's not too late since I'll be back at work next week.

Well, we've got contractors coming to the house for the latest updates. I'll check back in with various hijinks from our trip across the country. Until then, keep your swaddles tight, your buttholes covered, and watch out for the spit up.