On Thursday, Scout was strung out. I could tell that he was having trouble because testosterone brings on less instant maternal instincts than the ovaries do. Well, that and he hasn?¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t done things like sing ?¢‚Ç¨?ìThe Ants Go Marching?¢‚Ç¨¬ù for 45 minutes while trying to get Aly to go to sleep, he hasn?¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t ever been alone in a house with a hungry baby and a slow bottle warmer, things like that.
So I called his friend Dave and asked if he could get Scout out of the house for some guy time on Friday. Dave said he too remembered feeling like he was only one who didn?¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t get the baby manual when his daughter was born and he?¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢d be happy to take Scout out of estrogen hell and give him some guy time.
Friday came and went and Scout went to Target for food and diapers, but never mentioned Dave.
Dave and his wife and daughter came over on Saturday and the wife (Karen) told me that Dave called Scout on Friday and could NOT convince Scout to come out for a while – Scout was too worried about me to leave me alone.
Love isn?¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t in the wedding flowers or the wedding rings. It?¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s in the stuff like this.