Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Something is Cooking...

The other day I was wondering, "What it would be like for Aubrey to have a sibling? Would they get along? Would Aubrey smash her like an unsuspecting potato bug?" Sure enough, that morning I found out that Sheri is pregnant. Really. So now I finally know where babies come from: absent-minded daddies thinking about siblings for their kids.

Yep, we're having another one of these. Unless of course it's a boy, in which case we'll change the skirt color.


So the new bundle of joy is due to arrive on February 19th, 2012. And guess what day that corresponds to? Yep, Daddy Daveytrain's birthday! So instead of eating cake and opening presents for myself, I get the pleasure of watching a screaming baby emanate from an eerie womb of terror. Bring the popcorn.


Aubrey waits for her new sibling like a shark. A very cute shark with a purple hat.


I've forgotten what it's like for Sheri to be pregnant; the morning sickness, the general fatigue, the headaches. Sheri's going through a lot of the same stuff too. But she's being a real trooper about it. We try to distract ourselves by thinking about baby names. (Warning: the following information may be offensive if you named your child "Zyler" or anything like unto it)...

You see, we're not big fans of the latest trend: naming your baby after common alien surnames. Children's names such as "Braxton", "Theopholis", "Zoron" or "Ezzibelle" just don't fly with us. I just have a hard time seeing my kid in the future sitting down for an interview and the future boss saying, "So tell me, Rugger, why would you like to be an accountant?" I just don't like the idea of dooming your child from the get-go. I'm sure I'll figure out a way to accomplish that later. Sheri and I will stick with the more traditional names like "Baili" and "Ruby-Mae".


Aubrey helps daddy with his stretching in the morning after a long run. As you can see, daddy is about as flexible and an uncooked linguine noodle.


This picture reminds me of a true story that happened on our wedding day. A total stranger saw us walking through the parking lot of the hotel in our wedding garb, stopped, looked at me, then at Sheri, then back to me and said, "Boy did you get the good end of the deal!"


And for those of you who are still on the hunt for that "perfect man", look no further than my friend Sigmund:


Dating Fails: Dating, Breakup, Boyfriend, Girlfriend - Dr. Sigmund Hume.



2 comments:

John Salmon said...

Congratulations! Everyone deserves a sibling to pick on...

Happy Cooking!

We also just pulled ours out of the oven. We don't seem to try the "other recipe" often but the one we do is fabulous!

The Shelton Family said...

Congrats guys!!