May. 3rd, 2006

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It has been a few days since I last posted; I've been awfully busy. On Monday I had to stay an hour late at work, and on Tuesday, two hours. With any luck things will quiet down a little soon.

Some odds and ends:


Sebastian
Sebastian recently had a couple of canker sores in his mouth. He calls them "cactus sores".


Last night he woke up in the middle of the night and crawled into our bed. I woke up, of course, and he tearfully told me that he'd had a scary dream. "Drink some water," I said, holding my cup out to him, "that will keep the bad dream from coming back."

As he drank, I told him that it would help if he would think about other things. I was pretty groggy, so the things that I suggested didn't make a lot of sense; one of them was Thomas the Tank Engine wearing a hat. He giggled and went back to sleep. So did I. Teri had never woken up, by the way.

I'd forgotten all about it, until Teri told me this afternoon that he'd told her about the whole thing. And gave me the details to prove it. It turns out that he ended up dreaming...about Thomas wearing a hat.

For some reason that makes me feel like a really good father.


Needle & Ink
I took a half day off today, and went to accompany Teri to get a tattoo. That is, she got a tattoo; as I've often said, the only way that I would let anyone stick a needle into me would be if they were a doctor, and the needle filled with pain-relieving or life-saving medicine.

One of her friends had planned to go with her, but cancelled unexpectedly.

Now, I hate tattoos. But I have to admit that I'd never been in a tattoo parlor before. All in all, it was cleaner than I expected, although the people inside were a bit rough around the edges - all but the guy who did Teri's tattoo. He was actually extremely nice. And what's more, he did a great job!

I was cringing all along at the thought of Teri getting a tattoo; it's her body, but I hate the idea of her being jabbed with needles. Her plan was to get a tattoo on her ankle of a train with three cars, with Sebastian's initials displayed one to a car. It would be a smallish tattoo on her ankle, covering about 30-40% of the circumfrance.

I was afraid that it would look sleazy, or cheap. But it actually looks really cute and nice; a little childlike, in the best sense possible. Maybe she'll let me post a photo later. Of course, it needs to heal.
bobquasit: (Default)
It has been a few days since I last posted; I've been awfully busy. On Monday I had to stay an hour late at work, and on Tuesday, two hours. With any luck things will quiet down a little soon.

Some odds and ends:


Sebastian
Sebastian recently had a couple of canker sores in his mouth. He calls them "cactus sores".


Last night he woke up in the middle of the night and crawled into our bed. I woke up, of course, and he tearfully told me that he'd had a scary dream. "Drink some water," I said, holding my cup out to him, "that will keep the bad dream from coming back."

As he drank, I told him that it would help if he would think about other things. I was pretty groggy, so the things that I suggested didn't make a lot of sense; one of them was Thomas the Tank Engine wearing a hat. He giggled and went back to sleep. So did I. Teri had never woken up, by the way.

I'd forgotten all about it, until Teri told me this afternoon that he'd told her about the whole thing. And gave me the details to prove it. It turns out that he ended up dreaming...about Thomas wearing a hat.

For some reason that makes me feel like a really good father.


Needle & Ink
I took a half day off today, and went to accompany Teri to get a tattoo. That is, she got a tattoo; as I've often said, the only way that I would let anyone stick a needle into me would be if they were a doctor, and the needle filled with pain-relieving or life-saving medicine.

One of her friends had planned to go with her, but cancelled unexpectedly.

Now, I hate tattoos. But I have to admit that I'd never been in a tattoo parlor before. All in all, it was cleaner than I expected, although the people inside were a bit rough around the edges - all but the guy who did Teri's tattoo. He was actually extremely nice. And what's more, he did a great job!

I was cringing all along at the thought of Teri getting a tattoo; it's her body, but I hate the idea of her being jabbed with needles. Her plan was to get a tattoo on her ankle of a train with three cars, with Sebastian's initials displayed one to a car. It would be a smallish tattoo on her ankle, covering about 30-40% of the circumfrance.

I was afraid that it would look sleazy, or cheap. But it actually looks really cute and nice; a little childlike, in the best sense possible. Maybe she'll let me post a photo later. Of course, it needs to heal.

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