Okay, wait, stop. Is "gnarly" the coolest 90's word ever? Could be. I'm going to work on bringing it back with a vengeance. Everyone, join me in my crusade to resurrect catch phrases of my youth!
Ahem. Where were we? Oh yes, gnarly cabin fever. So it being February, it's a tad bit cold outside, so we figured we'd have to bundle the little guy up. Lucky for us we have a little bunting bag for him (a term I never knew existed until I became a dad--along with "perineum", "D-Vi-Sol", and "hospital food"). "That should do it," thought we as we intrepidly stuffed him into the bag which at this point is roughly 10 sizes too large for him. The results? Well, you can see for yourselves.
Average elapsed time from deciding we want to go out until actually going out (pre-Theo): 5-10 minutes, depending on the state of hair and makeup readiness.
Average elapsed time from deciding we want to go out until actually going out (post-Theo, including time it takes to bundle him, pack his diaper bag (just in case) and get the stroller ready for launch): 20-30 minutes. Oh boy. At least he's cute.
2 comments:
Oh. My. Goodness. That bunting bag! Gnarly. Dude. (I just corrected a typo where it came out Gnarky. Which looks like a cool word. I'll give it to you. You can try and put it into circulation alongside gnarly.
And congrats on the 30 minute launch time. Remember it fondly...because there are going to be days when it could take hours to get out the door.
Get some sleep,
Shalom.
Haha! That little baby bag is hilarious! I love the whole "I have no legs" impression that it leaves. Kind of like taking the whole webbed-toes thing to a higher level, y'know?
As for gnarly, please let it die. Try your hand at some of the new lingo. Allow me to demonstrate:
"Whoa, man, that little kid of yours is 'sick'!"
or
"Wow, he's 'hawt'."
You'll get it sooner or later.
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