Bottoms, Blogs and Boys

Every week Vince and I have an in-house date night. We get the boys down to bed, and then we make a nice dinner and sit and chat for several hours over a meal (I'd highly recommend this practice to any couple!!). We were sitting and talking last night about our boys, and Vince was telling me a story from bath. Obed was leaning up against Asher in the bath tub last night, and Asher was getting visibly irritated by his baby brother using him as a backrest. Just before Asher was about to lose his cool, he looked down in the water and pointed, laughing. He said, "look daddy, Obed has a bottom." After that, there was no more frustration on Asher's part - I mean really, how could one be frustrated when discovering that his baby brother has a bottom? I casually mentioned to Vince, "if I had a blog, I think that's the type of stuff I'd write about." Wrong thing to say. Vince jumped on the blog bandwagon for me. I gave every excuse I could think of... I'm not funny and witty like you... I don't have time... I don't have things to write about. But clearly, none of my excuses worked. We worked together on coming up with a name, and after that, I lost interest - thinking maybe Vince would lose interest too. No such luck. I awoke this morning to Vince walking into our room, grinning, with his laptop. "I've got your blog all ready to go." Gee, thanks. So, for the one or possibly two of you out there that care to read a mom's musings about things that are probably mostly just funny to me, then read away. And in case you were wondering, Obed still has a bottom today too.