King Friday - now with Super.AwesomeFebruary 16th, 2007 @ 7:01 am
I was asked to guest blog by the fabulous Heather over at No Pasa Nada. It was an honor just being asked, as I have loved Heather since the dawn of time. So if you want to hear about the time I had to clean human poop off the walls at the convenient store I worked at, check out my post. I also talk about some other things, but the poop talk is what you’ll remember most. I promise.
Enough about me. Let’s turn the time over to my hott husband The King, to hear about what he and Babboo will do tonight while I’m off helping shoot a wedding. (More about the wedding later.)
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Super.awesome is what we call the Friday after valentines day starting this year. It’s a simple idea. Dad takes the boy to daycare (fondly referred to as “school” in our house) and also gets to pick him up. This is not how things usually go. Normally, dad does the dropping off, which is fun getting there, but the actual drop-off is kinda sad. Dad likes his time walking to school. So does boy. He sits up in his stroller (which we call a “car”) and looks at people and screams out in joy and smiles, and waves. Its like a parade. So the walk is fun. Sometimes we even take the long road. But leaving him at school after that fun is not so fun. Especially now that he waves goodbye and watches me leave. So today I get the treat of picking him up as well. We are going to do guy stuff on the way home. Probably stop at Specialty’s and get a cookie. He (the boy) likes to flirt with the working women (not hookers. Women with jobs) on the street. We’ll go home and watch tv and fall asleep on the couch.
Super.awesome.
I cant wait.
-k
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Frema
said,
February 16, 2007 at 6:30 pm
Look at that baby’s kissable cheeks! Swoons
Hilary
said,
February 16, 2007 at 6:42 pm
That might be the best King post yet. How sweet and how true. The picking up really is the fun part. And the dropping off really does suck. Have fun with Babboo tonight.
Rachel
said,
February 16, 2007 at 7:20 pm
That’s incredibly sweet! Oh and ya might wanna think about moving his “school” to a part of town with less, uh, “working women”. Just sayin.
H. Squirrel
said,
February 16, 2007 at 8:08 pm
Dude. Hookers work long hours with shitty bosses and customers. And they have several types of jobs. Just sayin’.
Marriage-101
said,
February 16, 2007 at 8:23 pm
I can’t tell if Babboo is just as excited about super.awesome as Daddy is or if maybe he has to poop?
Stephanie
said,
February 16, 2007 at 9:00 pm
That is truly Super.Awesome! Hope it was a fun day!
Bunny
said,
February 16, 2007 at 9:41 pm
What a fun sounding night for the guys! Hope you enjoy it!
Christar
said,
February 16, 2007 at 9:56 pm
Babboo is getting so big… And he really looks like Isabel in that picture! A lot!
I’m jealous that you guys get to walk everywhere. I want that kind of life. Where I’ll walk my kids to school and then I’ll walk to the trax or bus, or even better, my job! I love walking and wish I had the opportunity to do so more.
Lizzy
said,
February 17, 2007 at 12:38 pm
So how was Super.Awesome day? I’m with Hil, I think this may have been the best King Friday post yet.
Love to know that men aren’t all super macho. That dropping the baby off is tough. That the baby waving goodbye breaks your heart. I mean, I don’t love that it breaks your heart, but I love to know that it’s just as heartbreaking for Dads as it is for Moms.
Anyhoo: that picture of King and Babboo is just. too. delicious! Look at those yummy cheeks! Gah!
Lisa B
said,
February 17, 2007 at 5:59 pm
Hope helping with the wedding is fun. And a “guys’ nite out” is always a good idea. (For everyone involved. heeehee.)
angela
said,
February 17, 2007 at 8:36 pm
Aw, that is so freaking sweet.
I mean manly.
ReDinkyDink
said,
February 18, 2007 at 1:31 am
How cute! He looks like such a little boy. He’s looking a lot like you lately.
Durga
said,
February 19, 2007 at 1:18 pm
I love Babboo with all my heart. I can’t believe how fast he’s growing up. I’m so going to come over and babysit when your new house is done. No school for Babboo then. Just me, all day. By the way, I don’t need fresh towels every day. Just Babboo.