Originally posted June 25, 2007.?Ǭ†

Here we go. We spent three days travelling to the land of vices. Two days looking for a house. Tonight we bid on an awesome house too expensive but we?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢ll figure it out. Tomorrow Scout starts at the office so we are now beginning the new normal. Alex still wakes up if not held/kept close while he sleeps. We keep trying to help this change, we just haven?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢t been able to yet – and the last week of course has a pantload of reasons why.

Anyway. Last night we went to Culvers and my custard came with a straw and Scout?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢s came with a spoon. Now this is some seriously thick stuff. I said ?¢‚Ǩ?ìIf I can suck this custard through a straw then you are a seriously lucky man?¢‚Ǩ¬ù.

So tonight Scout seemed stressed and I asked him if was okay. He asked me to define okay. I said ?¢‚Ǩ?ìIs there something I should be doing besides this (putting food away in the freezer) to help you??¢‚Ǩ¬ù

As soon as I asked?¢‚Ǩ¬¶ I just knew?¢‚Ǩ¬¶.

?¢‚Ǩ?ìWell how?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢s your peanut butter custard through a straw coming along??¢‚Ǩ¬ù

to which I responded with how pervy it would be to do that while trading off on who was in charge of holding the baby.