We put an APB out on our video camera and hired the majority of Disney characters to see if they could sniff it out. Soon after employing these characters we realized they don't talk so that caused a problem. There is only so much pantomiming one can do to find a camera. Donald Duck was especially worthless. All that quacking and nothing to show for it. Mickey, well known, but all that fame has gone to his head. He's constantly showing off. Probably for Minnie's attention. Those two spent the entire week flirting. Then we met Goofy. We know he's not the smartest pup at the pound but he's got a good sniffer. On Tuesday we got a call that Goofy picked up the trail of our ineptness and followed the scent of happier days in the magic kingdom only to discover good things do happen there. Tinkerbell of all people found our camera flying around and apparently all that pixie dust she spreads around actually works. She has some weird thing for Goofy and gave him the heads up. So Goofy comes out of this thing looking like a hero. We get a call on Wednesday morning and all we can hear is dead air on the end of the line. I thought it was a prank call. Turns out it was Goofy pantomiming he found the camera. We hang up. We get a call a minute later from lost and found saying they found it and they will ship it to us. Well, well, well. Who knew? Just when all faith in humanity is lost Goofy comes through in the heat of sincere disappointment to add a little hocuspocus to your pedestrian work day.
In the mean time I went out and bought a mirror hard drive with data encryption that holds 2 terabytes of data. Exactly. I don't even know what a terabyte is but this "system" is designed to back up a network of 20 PC's in a small business environment. Clearly, this was the solution to losing our video camera. I bought the terabyte system when we lost the camera. It was the moment when your wife cleans the fridge and you go out and do the man thing. You know, buy the biggest, most obnoxious over the top solution you can find to prove your point that even though you are a first class moron you are still a man and can fix this situation. Yup, well have that base covered. So the multi-terabyte machine arrives the same day the video camera shows up. Huh, well I guess I will be spending my weekend running back ups that apparently this over the top system can do automatically on a nightly basis and is big enough to add data for the rest of our lives without running out of space. It's sort of funny how one situation allows for such redemption later in the week.
On the Quinny front he is officially the bruiser of daycare. Wonderful. He's biting everyone in sight. It's weird. I haven't seen him attempt to bite anyone at home in months but he is chomping through his peers at a record rate. We got a call during the day today to let us know we may need a conference. We just need to stall a little while longer. We haven't told them we are leaving yet and they like us. We pay on time. Apparently, that's odd these days. So, we aren't quite sure if our duty is to go through with the conference or simply let them know our days our numbered. We anticipate retaliation so we think the best strategy is to continue to stall. I'm not sure how we can change his behavior when he doesn't do it at home. Obviously, I don't want him staking out his territory by biting the other kids I want him manning up and punching those kids. Kidding! Only kidding.
I was in Cedar Rapids, are soon to be new home in less than 5 weeks. I need to pack! And my duty this week was to visit daycares. I walk in and say, "Well, I am a bit out of my element. I have a list of questions I need to ask that my wife prepared for me. And if you could just tell me what a good mom would ask and answer those questions too I would appreciate it." She was very nice but I noticed the kids in the place weren't very big. Not sure what those Iowa people are fed up there but it appears steroids aren't in the water table. I know he's going to be biting all of them so I ask how they handle that sort of thing. She explained territorial biting. This is when you are in my space and I don't use my words so good yet so I explain my position by taking a healthy chunk out of your forearm. Take that communication. I can only imagine how effective that would be in the work place. I guarantee there would be significantly less conflict. If one, however, goes for the face, well that's a sign of a future serial killer so you're probably going to want to get some counseling. Glad we cleared that up. My kid is only going for your hands and arms. If they would stop taking his toys he would stop eating them. It seems simple enough.
He weighed in this week at 33 pounds. He's going to be a monster. He's wearing size 3. As in nearly twice his age. Yowsers. I am going to be buying a lot of clothes. I hope number two isn't shrimpy or we are going to be doling out a lot of groundings for sibling poundings. Here are a few pics. I hope everyone has a great weekend. Finding the camera was a serious highlight so we are looking forward to backing up everything including our 1984 Polaroids and wearing a smile while doing it.
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