wednesday runs into
thursday, sleep not
a part of my travel
preparations.
worked on some stuff
until 5:00,
packed from 5:00-5:30am
picked up at 5:50.
ready for flight number
five for madeline.
first solo flight
for the two of us.
had help during previous
flights, but i made
sure to do as much as
possible on my own,
just to ensure success
when i finally had to
do it alone.
the practice helped.
i carried/pushed everything,
got madeline packed up
in her big-girl carrier.
she promptly crapped herself.
already in the security
line so we’re both
going to have to wait.
and wait we did.
must say there’s nothing
quite like sweating from the
heat of a shitty diaper
compressed against your stomach.
smelled great as well.
finally made it through
the security gauntlet,
and race-walked to the
men’s room.
we’re getting really
good at the public
diaper changes.
sat down at the wrong
gate for awhile
then realized we were
about to miss our flight.
(should have slept a little, i guess).
a bunch of people
tried their hand
at helping me
even though i
didn’t need it.
sat down in my middle seat
(it’s rather awesome how the airlines accomodate parents traveling with small children…”pay if you want to sit in the aisle, asshole.”).
and dropped a bottle
into madeline’s mouth.
then i heard a voice.
“are you matt?”
looked up and said,
“yes i am.”
the woman told me
that she’s a scripps alum
and that she works
with a few of
liz’s
friends.
told her we should
to catch up mid-flight.
madeline finished her
bottle and passed out.
i stared ahead of me,
then i wrote a little.
later spent a few minutes
talking to the woman
from scripps.
she reminded me of the
incredible network
developed and maintained
by the scripps alums
(liz picked a great school).
sat down, ready to land.
bad weather below us,
had to circle the area
a few times to
avoid everything.
the woman next to me
grabbed one of those
awesome paper barf bags
and threw up around it.
liz
used to tell me how,
as a child,
she’d take the barf bags
from the seat pocket
and use them to store
things, bits of paper, photos,
whatever. i thought that was
so strange.
when she got pregnant,
she collected them for
a different reason.
as i traveled, i’d steal
a few for her,
partially as a joke, but mostly
so she had something
to puke into while riding
in my car.
there are 8-10 of
them still sitting
in the bag she
brought with her to
the hospital.
**back to reality**
the lady’s puke
was all over the place,
pooling in the jacket
in her lap,
rolling toward us.
she asked for a tissue,
single dad traveling with
baby offered her
baby wipes.
realized how awesome
parenthood was at
that moment.
if i’d witnessed this
scene 4 months
ago, it would have been
a total barf-o-rama for me
(hate seeing people puke).
after having madeline’s
crap on my hands,
a lady puking in the seat
next to me
was nothing.
i just jumped into action.
felt like fucking macgyver
got off the plane,
grabbed our luggage,
and met grandma broccoli outside.
the weather was gorgeous…
why did we circle
the airport for so long?
mom told tales of some crazy-ass
weather blowing
through the area.
funny.
madeline lands in the mn
and the storms blow away.
(she has the same effect on me).
made it back
to the mtka,
did a little shopping
for formula and diapers
then kissed madeline twice
and left her
in the arms of grandma broccoli.
headed over to josh and jane’s house
to meet up with the
homeowners and
nick, molly
(who arrived from alaska early in the afternoon).
the storm took out
one their trees.
i took some photos.
then we went to dinner,
a burger and some beer
to honor our grandpa.
ran into uncle rod
from the logelin side
of the family,
invited him to join us.
later we headed
back to josh and jane’s
for a few of grandpa’s
favorite things…
stories, cognac and cigars.
a nice evening.
funeral number three of 2008 tomorrow.
please, no more.
(seriously).
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What a trip you’ve been on. I hope things slow down soon for you. Puker next to you… Glad you handled it well. I would have puked too!
PS. FUCK JILL.
Well look at that fuckers, I was first… bwahhhahahahahhaha
Okay, been lurking for some time now and never felt the need to comment…
But I read this while eating lunch… The lady puking next to you almost made me lose my lunch. Mad props for handling it like a mature adult. I probably would have picked up my feet and thrown up in my mouth.
On an unrelated note, I came across this article about another little girl born on March 24th… For some reason it made me think of beautiful Madeline… maybe just because of the juxtaposition of tragedy and beauty.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25589588/
Hope you are having a great trip.
Gorgeous pics of Madeline sleeping on your lap. You go Macgyver! Sounds like a stressful flight that you handled really well…especially with no sleep. How are you not like a zombie? I sure would be.
I hope the time spent with family and friends was good for you!
Hugs,
Kathryn
sounds like your family honored the memory of your grandfather in exactly his style. that is the greatest tribute.
love the fallen tree pictures.
hope today doesn’t suck too much.
Oh, you’re in for it now. You do realize you just opened the gates (or should it be gullets?) for thousands of parents to share their hi-larious puke stories. And trust me: we. all. have. plenty. (And since it’s Tuesday, we also want to help cheer you up, too!)
I myself have got some primo gut-busting vomi-tales, but no time to share them right now. Just wanted to say that one of my favorite “you know you’re a parent when…” lines is “…before you even realize what you’re doing, you stick your hand out so that your kid can vomit directly into it.” Ah, good times.
So bring ‘em on, ladies…
…and gentlemen, too, of course. (oops)
Have privately been obsessing over you & your beautiful daughter for what seems like forever. Not ever brave enough to comment before. Not sure why I feel the need today. Guess I just wanted to extend my sympathies to you for all the loss you’ve experienced this year. You seem to be a remarkable man, husband & father.
Also, thanks for sharing your sense of humor with us. If your blog isn’t causing me to cry, I’m laughing out loud. Today was laughter thanks to the photo of your airplane seat view and the MacGyver reference. He’s the greatest!
I just finished a 3-funeral year from May 2007 through March 2008 (mom, grandfather and uncle, so I understand a bit where you’re coming from. I sincerely hope this is the last funeral you attend for a long, long time.
Isn’t it amazing how parenthood can even change your gag reflex. I don’t even blink anymore when someone yaks
damn you C from the V!
Hope you were able to enjoy your family and friends back home – sorry it was for such a shitty reason – here’s to a much more uneventful rest of the year!
LMFAO @ Macgyver reference-classic!! I was the same way with puke until the boys were born- crazy how that happens isn’t it??!
madeline has that effect on all of us.
pretty sure her dad does as well.
xoxo
nbl~
I loved this line…
madeline lands in the mn
and the storms blow away.
(she has the same effect on me).
OH. GOD! I soooo would have puked if I had been you. I can handle shitty diapers, dog puke, etc. Human vomit? Nooooo way…How did she miss the bag, for fucks sake? Anyway, props on the MacGuyver action, youre awesome. I’d have been racing down the aisle the second she grabbed the bad. Seriously..
Love the tribute to your grandpa. I seriously hope this is the LAST funeral for you for a really long time. Really…Ok, God, Matt’s had enough, please stop now, thanks…
Hope the rest of the trip went well ad the return flight was less, well…barfy…
So that’s happened to me before (the puke on the plane) and the only thing I had in my purse was sunscreen. So I put it inside my nostrils and I couldn’t smell the puke the rest of the flight. Maybe if that happens again you can use diaper creme in your nose??
MpLs nancy-You are So right!!!
The line about the airlines and the middle seat made me laugh out loud and the end made me cry. Hang in there Matt.
C from the V scores. Way to go, Jill-fucker! (Can I say that…?)
And way to go, Matt-gyver. You pulled through for that woman in the clutch…She was probably never happier to sit next to a baby on a flight in her life.
What beautiful image, madeline lands in the mn and the storms blow away! Her pictures make me smile.
I’m sorry you’ve had such a shitty year!
1 – I would undoubtedly puke if I saw a puker, I’ve had to get off trains because of my dickey belly with such matters.
2 – Fabulous comb-over shot!
Hi Matt-
I’ve been reading you blog for sometime now- Madeline is just gorgeous.
Love reading your posts, I have ties in Mpls as well.
I must ask where Liz went to school? I went to EW Scripps in Athens, Ohio at Ohio University.
Love that Madeline can make storms get the heck out of dodge! Love the comb over shot too:)
Ohhh this is one of my worst nightmares! Whenever I sit by someone on a plane and they reach for the magazine/puke bag pocket my stomach jumps… luckily everyone I’ve sat next to has always reached for a magazine and never a puke bag…
ps- I didnt get a chance to say yet but I love your new tats.
Hi Matt! This post totally cracked me up. Its funny what changes with kids. We totally can talk about poop or things like that at the dinner table and not even be phased as we continue to eat.
Enjoy your blog – you are a wonderful writer. God Bless you and Madeline.
Tracy
M-
Ok, I have a serious question? How to you wrangle the kid, diaper bag AND the camera? I gave up the camera when the kid came, so sad.
Your photos move me.
Keep snappin’
S
You always have a way of making me smile, if not laugh out loud while reading. Thanks!
The iron stomach of a parent. Nothing grosses me out anymore. It’s kind of like a super power.
you are the best dad ever!
you made me laugh a lot from this one!
i hope you get some sleep… i know from experience that lack of sleep leads to depression to less sleep…it’s a bad cycle.
i’m wondering how you managed to write on the plane while juggling a baby… now that’s talent!
You are my travel hero. I’m preparing to leave with my family for a road trip to Orlando on Friday (driving…we must be completely insane) and I’m hoping to fare even half as well as you do. I am seriously frightened. 3 kids who can’t even make it for a 3 minute drive to Target without losing their minds, and we think we’re gonna drive to Florida?!?
I was laughing to myself about the puker sitting across the aisle from you. Pre-kids, I’d have seen that and hurled myself. Post-kids, there is little that grosses me out. I’ve developed quite the iron stomach.
Hope that this is your last funeral for a very long while. Way too many for one year.
Love the pixs. You’re dong wonderfully. Sorry it’s #3. The same thing happened in our family when my son died. We had 5 funerals in one year. It sucked to say the least. It helped that I was in such a haze from losing my son. I don’t think I could have handle it otherwise.
I hope the weather calms down. I’m in MI and it has rained almost all summer! We have had some pretty bad weather too.
Hope you are doing well.
hang in there and here’s to no more funerals this year…or hell, next either.
i am seriously envious of your camera and/or photography abilities. those tree pics are amazing – and so are you.
Oh your daughter is so cute sleeping on your lap.
I’m not gonna lie as a child I was a puker. Now that I am an adult and travel all the time I am not sure how people sat next to me. I commend you for holding your breakfast, cause I certainly would have lost mine had I been in your seat.lol. The part about Madeline crapping in your hands made me laugh out loud….I actually forgot I was at work and had to take it from an 8 to a 4 I was laughing so hard…not real sure why could just be I’ve had a long day with nothing but complete silence so reading that made me laugh. Thank you:)
I’m really Sorry to hear this is your third funeral this year..hopefully this is your last.
PS. fantastic pictures yet again….you should compile a book.
OMG the Macgyver reference was perfect!! LOL Great timing, too…cracked me up just in time for my boss to walk by.
You did better that I would have…I can’t stand to hear/see/smell puke. Gross. But yes, the days of carrying baby wipes are a total pain in the ass, but woah do they ever come in handy sometimes! I got so dependant on them that I still carry a travel-size thing of wet ones in my purse. (they are antibacterial, so they work for cleaning restaurant tables too.) Anyway, today is Tuesday. So, in honor of:
Knock, knock.
Who’s There?
Fuck.
Fuck who?
FUCK JILL!
I’m sorry it’s been such a rough year. Just wanted to drop by to let you know I was thinking of you both.
Oh and those airlines….ughhh! On my way home from our vacation, they didn’t let us board first, even though there was no first class, or assigned seats! By the time we got on, LJ was crying, non stop. Serves them right.
Take care,
xx
I love your photos, too. I think you need to make a coffee table book of your photos of objects – like the tree & the various signs, restaurants, etc. you take during the day.
Very sorry to hear about your grandpa. But it does seem like everyone you know (Liz included) lived incredibles lives while they were here.
My mom says deaths always come in threes. I don’t think she’s right, but felt the need to offer her observation.
i heard bad things come in threes… so hopefully you’re done with the funerals.
really cool close up picture of the tree that split..
what a nice view you had from your middle seat. haha not
Oooh, yuck on the puking thing.
“madeline lands in the mn and the storms blow away” – I love this line! How true!
how did she manage to miss the puke bag? you go macgyver! and nice comb over of the person in front of you. love that shot.
also love the pics of the tree. very cool.
praying no more funerals for you.
isn’t it amazing how when you become a parent poop and vomit just don’t bother you anymore…lol.
hope that was your last funeral for a long time.
I’m very impressed with your sangfroid in the face of barf.
You may be amused (or disturbed) by this website – the guy collects (unused!) barf bags and documents them lovingly: http://www.sicksack.com
Hey BethieBee, I read the article you referenced and it really touched me. I’m not an overly religious person but I do believe that there is a plan. Baby Emma will be okay. I also believe that Madeline and Matt have each other and, although there will always be a piece of their lives missing, they will be okay.
Matt, thanks for sharing pictures of Madeline. I hardly ever get pictures of my granddaughter so I love to see her sweet face.
You know that nothing will harm you when catch poop in your hand and don’t throw up. Add to that the strangers barfing around you and you are invincible….welcome to the sister/brotherhood of parenthood….;)
Parenthood does change your reaction of bodily fluids. I’ve lurked for a long time. I’m sorry for your losses this year — it’s time for you to be done with that for a long while. I love your photos.
I am with fellow posters saying that I hope this is the last funeral for the year! Stay strong. Your little Madeline is doing so well and she has her Daddy and loving family and friends to thank for that. Hugs, Rian
I am glad you were with your loved ones to remember your grandfather Matt, you seem to look up to the man, and I am sure that means he was plenty worth admiring in life and honoring in passing.
lots of love!
no more funerals for you. for a very long time. love the tree pics, man you take awesome pictures.
hugs from NJ,
erica and Landon
Again you made me giggle. I can picture what it must have been like to sit next to the barfing lady. My luck on planes usually involves B.O. man or a person that should buy 2 seats to fit their big rump into.
Glad you had the materials to help the poor woman out.
good on ya for keeping the gag reflex under control. if i had witnessed it the scene would have turned into the pie eating contest vomit’athon from ’stand by me’. veteran mom and still can’t stand the vomit. i will leave it at that.
loved the liz flashback…
Oh, and Matt-As much as I LOVE the fact that you so eloquently document so much of your life in photos, THANK YOU for sparing us photos of the missed barf bag
OMG–I can’t believe that lady threw up next to you!! Eeew! I’m glad you arrived safe and sound. Very cool pics of the tree–I especially like the third one. And, of course, adorable pics of Madeline!!
Matt your amazing ;]
Hopefully no more funerals :[
They are sad!
Madeline looks so big, its crazy how fast they grow!
I think that i would have vomited all over that lady on the plane lol....
Looove the tree pics!
Like always i love your work!
Hope you have a great week ;]
Good lord. I must have the dirtiest mind of all time.
Every time y’all keep mentioning controlling gag reflex my mind goes to… Well you know.
Your blog doesn’t normally make me laugh – but today – instead of my heart aching for you – cheering you on, etc. I’m laughing by butt off! That comb-over shot and the puking lady…..priceless post! And seriously – could Madeline get any cuter? Each day it seems she’s more gorgeous than the last! You better get a robot that packs some heat because she’s going to be a knock-out!
<3<3<3 April M <3<3<3
Ok, does no one else realize that Maddy is doing The Twist in her sleep? So cute!
I wouldn’t have been able to handle the puke. I would have had to toss Maddy to Comb-over and dive out into the aisle.
Jeez, Matt – you never cease to amaze me! Flying solo w/the GG (gorgeous girl!), dealing with shitty diaps, comb-overs and puke – fuckin’ A, bubba!!!!!
The pics are, as usual, the bomb – you are amazingly talented and I look forward to the book I KNOW you’re going to write/illustrate with your photos.
Sucks big time that you have to attend yet another funeral
– this best be the last for a long ass time or I’m going to send a strongly worded letter to the man upstairs.
Hang tough!
@ C in the V–Finally, someone who gets it! (April, I mean.)
@ Melissa in the NJ–WOW. You are hilarious!!! I never would have thought of it in a million years…but now it’s all I CAN think about! I think you’ve brought this blog to a new low (in a good way)…and that’s sayin’ somethin’. : ) You’re my new favorite commentor.
So sorry about your grandpa, Matt.
Madeline is getting so cute. She is quite the traveler! You’ll have to give me tips.
How can you make a broken tree look beautiful? Amazing. I love Madeline’s little pink cheeks in her sleepy pics. And good job on the gag reflex. I’ve got LOTS of puke stories. It’s so awful when they start eating real food, but can’t get to the bathroom in time. Especially in the middle of Target or during Thanksgiving dinner. Damn, I love my kids.
I’ve been following your blog for sometime now and I haven’t had the chance to comment. I read that Liz was a Scripps alum. I work at one of the Claremont College right next door to Scripps. I attended quite a few funerals this year as well. It all started with my sister-in-law. I planned a wedding and a funeral within a year’s span. I hope that we both don’t have any more funerals to attend for a long, long while.
Madeline is so beautiful and you are such a wonderful father!!
Matt,
I’ve been wanting to post for awhile now but hadn’t worked up the courage to do so. First off, you are an amazing human being and a wonderful father. I can’t imagine going through what you’ve gone through and your experiences make me thankful for what I have and to appreciate every day that I have with my loved ones. As a new parent myself I’ve really enjoy reading about your adventures with Madeline. My daughter was born last fall and many of the frustrations and and joys that you speak of regarding having a new baby I can relate to a lot. You inspire me to want to be a better parent every day.
Finally, I wanted to tell you the reason that I found your blog. And the reason I decided to post today. I’m also a Scripps alum and graduated in the same class as Liz. While we were not close friends, we were friendly with each other, especially surrounding studying abroad which we both did in England the same semester (different schools). One memory I have of England was a trip all the Butler students took to Cambridge. It was pouring down rain the whole day but we still had a great time. I hung out with Liz a lot that day and I remember thinking it was funny that both of us looked like typical American students in our North Face jackets, black stretch pants and sneakers. Anyways, just a random memory for you. Even though I didn’t know her well, what I do remember is how friendly she was and how she lit up any room she entered. But you already knew that.
If you are ever in Maine, I know a little girl who would love to have Madeline over for a play date.
I fucking LOVE it!
“felt like fucking macgyver”. HAHAH!!!
Sounds like you’ve gotten the traveling w/baby down. GO DAD!!!
I don’t know who I feel worse for: the lady that got sick or the guy who’s comb over will be viewed by thousands.
I hate to tell you that the gag and puke feelings come back eventually – at least they did for me.
Had to clean the cookies on my puter, now it will not let me have my original name “Lynn from The Twin Cities” does that bite or what?
Hey, that freaky storm from Friday? I was on 35 heading up north to Hinckley and had to pull off the highway in Beroun because I could not see the road anymore! Pulled into a gas station, parked at the edge of the lot to wait out the storm, decided I wanted to be closer to the building because the wind was blowing so bad, so I moved up. When the storm passed 20 minutes later, a tree had fallen were I had originally parked. Talk about an angel on my shoulder! Then I saw (photographed AND video taped) the most awesome full double rainbow! The rainbows are what makes the storms worth it.
Liz’s death has been your storm, but Madeline will always be your full double rainbow….
Lurker here…not even sure if you read these comments. But I read BethieBee’s comments and it reminded me of something….a friend of mine lost her daughter on March 25. Julia was born at 23 weeks and after struggling for 4 months, she passed away. There is some comfort in your story and Julia’s. Take care.
miss madeline makes those storms blow away for sure!
and how you didn’t puke too – i will never know! glad you didn’t get sprayed by the vomit!
Wow. No takers. Really? No funny puke stories?? You’re kidding me.
I guess that means I have a really warped sense of humor…or I encounter vomit a lot more than your average bear…or I’ve got a cast iron stomach. Or some combination thereof.
Either way, I have totally been cracking myself up through an otherwise crappy day at work replaying some of my very whacked vomit-related experiences in my head, so thank you for that, Matt.
One fave: the brilliant bus driver’s assistant on a long-haul ride who decided the best way to avoid making other passengers ill after someone tossed their cookies was to throw the guy’s bag o’sick out the window…while the bus was zooming along on hairpin curves climbing a mountain. The bag immediately splattered open against the side of the bus, and fanned the vomit back over about 10 rows of windows…AND it sprayed back into the bus through three open ones. Me and one other guy ended up being the ONLY people on the bus, out of about 30 passengers, who didn’t hurl within the next 60 seconds. (Oh, and the bag that went out the window? It had been the only one on board.) When we all disembarked one looong hour later, we looked like the motley crew of traumatized survivors that resurfaces tentatively, squinting into the sunlight, at the end of a disaster flick.
Hmmm…actually, that does seem pretty disgusting in writing. Guess you had to be there. So I’ll skip telling you about the time Piper threw up into her pumpkin while trick or treating.
(But I will mention that she’s always done the same thing with sick bags that Liz did — collects them when we fly, stores her treasures in them, and decorates the outsides with drawings. Just one of the many things that makes my kids great travelers — they can entertain themselves with ANYTHING.
)
Hope you’re having a decent Tuesday. And that that funeral was your last for a very, very, very, very, very, very, very long time.
dear god-please leave matt alone for a while. think he’s had enough. thanks-internet broad
the little cutie pie is quite the traveler!!
I am wishing you more peaceful days to come. During many difficult times I have realized that my daughter was the primary for me to go on. I bet it is the same for you with Madeline. Our little angels are proof that God loves us.
From the crazy lady in Texas
You don’t know me.
I have no wise words.
No experience to offer you.
I’m betting that might get a little old anyway.
I’m pulling for you, Matt.
That’s all.
Love the use of “macgyver” – that guy was my hero growing up
Just found your blog last night…spent hours reading it…reading parts aloud to my new husband…pretty intense stuff – wanted you to know that you have two (4 if you count my doggies) thinking of you and your family.
So sorry you have yet another funeral to attend in such a short period of time.
The photos of sleeping Madeline on your lap melt my heart. I can’t have children and it photos like that that get me. What a precious girl!
Love the MacGyver move. I can hear the whipping sound as you hand her a wipe. There’s actually a whole book of people and their everyday MacGyver moves. I read it out loud while hubby and I were driving through Utah from Vegas (who needs books on tape – ha).
Enjoy yet another visit and take lot of photos.
PS: Get some sleep so you don’t miss you flight home!!
Hi Matt,
I travel a lot for work and if we ever share a flight, I promise you can have the aisle. I always reserve it. Also, I’ll try not to be one of those pestering people who think you are incapable, and I definitely won’t mind if Madeline cries!
You’re doing a great job <3
Oh your daughter is beautiful. She just keeps getting prettier with every post. You were such a good sport about the puking….thinking of you during another loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
Take it easy!
Amazing, pack, crap, fly, vomit, remove storm. Quite a morning. All in 5’s too.
You absolutely amaze me with your talent, thoughtfulness and humor in the face of life. Bethie Bee’s link was nice. I’m not sure about the god thing, but still a lot of things happen for a reason. Take care.
Parenthood is great, and it turns you into MacGyver, no doubt.
I agree no more funerals this year for you, it’s only fair.
Well, I just have to say. I am a mom of TWO. Yes two, and they are 12 and 7. I have YET to get to the puking stage. I wish there was a ” bow down you are my hero icon” cuz dude, you get it. I don’t care how old I get, I can’t do shit beyond the age of 2 or puke beyond the age of 18 months. You are my fuckin hero, I bow down to you my friend.
Pam Bam in the Watertown MN
**…
that story rox.
good on ya.
..see now *if* i had a story that kicked ass like that one and somehow related to tossing cookies..
i’d be all over that shit.
but i will just appreciate yours instead.
your photos are stunning. madeline is so lucky to have you as father. she’ll forever have documentation of her life that most don’t have.
also, is it sad that i started to tear up at your story about liz and her airplane barf bags? it’s the smallest things that you will forever remember about liz. it’s those moments that will remind you of liz forever…
keep writing, i love it!
You rock, pop. And, you’re a good grandson for flying all the way home after having JUST been there for the wedding and Madeline’s first pool party … hope the fire station was a cool locale for the funeral. It’s a really cool space.
Long time reader… always a fabulous read… you give me hope about our world every single day!
I just had to comment that I saw you’re listening to Tapes N’ Tapes.. are they not the funkiest thing? I saw them twice opening for The Futureheads… you should give them a listen too… they even have a song all about being a robot!
Thank you for your blogs – they’re beautiful! You’re doing a kick ass job and I’m sure you’ll continue that way!
I have lotsa puke stories. I wanted to tell them yesterday, but I was… WAIT for it… PUKING!!! I kid you not. While you guys were talking about barfing, I was actually barfing. And I so wanted to join in on the fun, what with Christa getting “firsties”, Katy calling Christa a “Jill-fucker” (BWAHAHAHAHAH!), Xbox4NappyRash referring to his “dickey belly” (WTF, Xbox?!?! LOL), Matt’s MacGyver reference, and em’s totally gross bus-puke story! Yep, quite a day on the blog, quite a day.
I’m feeling better today, but still not good enough to go to work. Yay! Maybe I’ll finally read HP7…
lots of love to all,
K in the N
MacGyver fucking rocks – much better than Roadhouse on the awesome scale!
http://www.cbs.com/classics/macgyver/
Amanda
Asalamalaykom,
Pregnancy and “morning sickness” truly prepares us to acknowledge that our bodies (and our lives) aren’t ours.
As for parenthood…you know that you’ve reached parenthood when you actually want someone else’s puke in your hands.
Been reading your page for awhile and it gets to me every time. But for some reason I had to tell you after reading this one that you fucking rock. You’re a pretty awesome dude.
Hey Matt- Old Navy has robot pj’s for little ones. I had them in my hand and then I figured you MUST have them already?
http://www.oldnavy.com/browse/product.do?cid=34722&pid=581561
I am enjoying watching your photography grow…as well as you’re beautiful baby!:)
Wow…that really brought out a whole new bunch of commenters, including me.
I don’t know how I found you but it has something to do with the fact that my little sister died unexpectedly on March 13th of this year so I’m right there with you on the fuck Tuesday (Thursday in my case) thing. It totally sucks and I suspect it always will. She was awesome and I miss her desperately.
But back to the topic…yes!!! We are like MacGyver…we can do anything…parents of small people can do anything!!! I have a very fun airplane/puke story consisting of a Lithuanian baby and his extremely apologetic parents on a seven hour European flight, but that is not the point so I will not share it. I’ll just say this: “Rock on parent of a small person!!!”
My own children are big now (24,19 &16) but I remember the MacGyver days like they were yesterday. I wonder if baby wipes are the answer to world peace. They sure do come in handy and they sure do solve a lot of problems.
I wish you well and I am deeply sorry for you loss.
Hi Matt. I found you from one of my co-workers who is a former classmate of yours. I have to say that you are doing a wonderful job!! My cousin in recently a single dad, and I had to e-mail him your link.
The storms last week were pretty intense, and then sunshine followed. It was great. Now if the humidity would go away we would be fabulous!
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