Improvisation is key to being a stay-at-home dad. Meaning, you've got to be willing to think
outside the box at times in order to get things done. There's going to be times when things seem to
be all falling apart and everything is going wrong. When that happens, just go ahead and wing
it. Just make sure that the baby's happy
above all else. Today was actually one
of those seemingly random days for me where I had to exercise some of my more
creative tendencies. Not only to make
the baby happy, but to also give myself some much needed comfort.
Today marked what is always one of my least favorite days of
the year. No, not January 26th. I personally don't have any issue with good
old 1/26 other than it claimed Abe Vigoda. Of course, that might be more on 2016 than
the date itself; 2016 did develop a reputation after all. And yes, I did have to type January 26th into
Google in order to find a "legitimate" beef with the date of January
26th. I actually wasn't a fan of today
because it was time for my annual eye exam.
My eyes haven't changed in about six years, but the problem is that I
keep running out of contacts after one year.
Henceforth, I have to go in, have the massive pair of binoculars placed
on my face, play fifteen rounds of "one or two?", and finally, suffer
through having my eyes dilated.
#FirstWorldProblems
The eye dilation is actually what bothers me the most. It basically takes an entire day for my eyes
to return to normal each time it's done.
Today was no exception as I found myself walking out of the office,
shielding my eyes with my hand and coat.
It's like I'm channeling Jim Halpert trying to prank Dwight. Luckily, I didn't have Ellie with me to worry
about since my mom came down to keep her for the morning just to make things
easier.
Once I made it home, things got interesting again as it was
time for Ellie's solid food lunch. On
the menu today, a fantastic Oat and Fruit Blend made by the terrific folks from
Gerber (I wouldn't actually know if it's fantastic or not as I didn't taste it). I quickly came to the conclusion that I
failed to realize just how much dilated eyes can affect one's depth perception. The process of dipping a spoon into a bowl and
guiding it toward Ellie's mouth had never been more of an epic struggle. Luckily for me, Ellie is pretty good about
guiding her mouth towards the spoon instead of the other way around. Still, after about five bites, I buckled down
and ask my mom to finish the job.
Following that, I put Ellie down for an afternoon nap and
settled in for one myself. When your
eyes are super dilated, there's really not much you can do. TV? No go. Internet? As
if. Read a book? Out
of the question. Take up knitting?
Probably not the best time.
Once Ellie woke up from her nap, we sat down on the floor to
play with blocks. Before long, Ellie
started taking an interest in the blanket I had covered myself with. In fact, she began trying to lift it over her
head. At this moment, I found myself
having an idea (and no, it didn't hurt for all of you smart alecks out there). I grabbed two chairs, positioned
the blanket over them, and with that, christened Ellie's very first blanket
fort. I placed her inside on a quilt
with her toys and joined her inside for some afternoon fun.
I honestly don't know why the idea of making my daughter a
blanket fort never crossed my mind until today.
That being said, I don't think there is any better day to sit in the
dark than when you find your eyes resembling those of a fruit bat. Don't worry Ellie. Daddy promises not to suck your blood. #DaddyWrite
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