As you may or may
not remember, March Madness has been here. I'm not exactly certain how you
wouldn't at least be a little aware even if you dislike basketball. Statistics say
that 100% of all Americans fill out a bracket. And by statistics, I mean I have
no statistical evidence to back up that claim. Even if you didn't fill out a
bracket, I'm certain CBS, TBS, TNT, and the other network that no one remembers reminded you every six minutes.
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| At least they admit it too... |
With this year
marking Ellie's first March alive, I saw fit to challenge her to the first
annual Daddy-Daughter Bracket Challenge. Or as you may remember it, Bethany
didn't want to take part and said maybe the baby would. So with that, a very scientific
method was hatched in which Ellie chose her winners via pacifier proxies
resulting in the Dayton Flyers as her illustrious champion. With Monday night
marking the end of the road, it's time to see just how Ellie fared.
As you can see, it ended
pretty much how one would expect a bracket chosen by an infant randomly picking
up a pacifier to end. Her champion was eliminated in the first round but on a
positive note, she did correctly pick 25% of the Final Four. There was also one
final bright note for Ellie's bracket. You see, once Bethany saw the amount of
fun that I was having with the Daddy-Daughter Bracket Challenge, she decided to
turn it into a Daddy-Daughter-Mommy Bracket Challenge and fill out her own
bracket. By the time everything was said and done, I had finished first, Ellie
second, and poor Bethany falling far behind in third. Even if Ellie couldn't
overcome her daddy, she at least beat her mommy in her very first bracket pool.
Obviously, I was
very proud of this epic win. It's not every day that a man can proudly proclaim
his prognosticating superiority over his infant daughter. Therefore, it was
pertinent that I celebrate. So celebrate I would. I received an offer for a
free six-pack of Chick-Fil-A nuggets today so around 3:00, Ellie and I decided
to head out to obtain my nuggets and a Cherry Coke to boot as a nice afternoon
snack. As the ever-professional father figure that I am, I didn't even brag
to Ellie once that "Only winners get chicken".
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| Hey, I never said the cow wouldn't brag... |
As I finished off my
snack, Ellie and I headed to OfficeMax for our final stop before heading home.
Bethany is helping with a baby shower on Sunday so left me with a short list of
things I could do to help her prepare; one of which was to have the games for
the party printed. Even though it's still easier to just carry Ellie into a
store in her car seat, I've started taking her out of the car seat and instead let her
ride in the cart since she's big enough to sit upright. She absolutely loves
doing so because it allows her to really see everything around her.
Another thing that
she really likes about riding in the cart is that she has an easier time
interacting with people around her. For the most part, people are more than
willing to do so since Ellie's really cute and everything. Today would not be
one of those days for poor Ellie though.
You see, we were to be waited on by
the queen of personality, DeeDee. And yes, I do mean that sarcastically.
Despite repeated smiles from Ellie, DeeDee's stern facade could not be broken
through. Finally Ellie resorted to babbling relentlessly at DeeDee in an
attempt to gain even a simple "Hello". Still nothing for poor Ellie though. The time
finally came for us to leave the store which brought Ellie's mission to an
unsuccessful end. Fortunately for Ellie, a cashier flagged us down on our way
out of the store proclaiming that Ellie was the cutest baby ever and even
returned Ellie's ever-present smile.
You see,
bracketology and persistent attempts at garnering smiles are very similar. If
at first you don't succeed, try again. Unless you're playing Daddy in a Bracket
Challenge that is. Then you'll never win.
#DaddyWrite
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