Thursday, January 05, 2017

Dr. Ken Turns 40

Well, it's my 40th birthday today, so I figured I might as well do a blog post. I have the day off of work, and I'm spending it with my 4-month-old little buddy, Erik. The only thing I had to get done today was drive out to Toys R Us and Carter's to return some of Baby Erik's Christmas stuff. I don't know a lot about parenting, but here is a good tip: Don't buy anything for babies that has buttons all the way up and down. The very idea that people are still making, buying, and selling button-up and snap-up baby clothes when the zipper is 10 times faster is astounding.

Speed is of the utmost importance when you're changing 30 diapers a day. Snapping one-by-one with a baby crying and squirming all over the place . . . Why would you put yourself through that? So, yeah, the button-up jammies had to be returned. Instead I got him some of those sweet sweatpants that look like jeans. Mrs. Noisewater was saying she is okay with all of his sweatpants, but daddy insisted that the boy have some jeans when he is out in public (or at least give the outward appearance of jeans). My boy is no everyday sweatpants fella, and I intend on being sure of it. I dig those jeans/sweats so much that I spent the extra 8 bucks to get one that is one size bigger that he can wear when he outgrow the first pair. I considered buying a pair for myself because I like comfort as much as the next guy.

Okay, as it turns out you all haven't been missing much by me not blogging anymore as evidenced by these topics. But I have decided that I need to try to write more. My good friend's father just died, and every time I think about my own mortality I immediately think that one of my biggest regrets would be not writing more. Weird, right? Well, have no fear. When I'm dead and gone there will be brilliant pieces of work out here on the inter-webs about my son's magical jeans that have the comfort of sweatpants.

I know it's wrong, but I watch some television with my infant. What? The horror! Well, when you have kids, you tell me if you can do doctor recommended play crap all day long. Believe me, it's nice when daddy wants to watch the Bulls and he will sit next to me with that beautiful blank stare of his into the glowing beautiful light. So the other day Erik and I were watching Robotech. Anyone ever watch that as a kid? I know a couple of you are right around my age, but to be honest, a lot of friends who I talk to don't remember it. It's a Japanimation cartoon from the 80's about a time in the future where an alien spaceship crashes into earth, and humans use the technology to develop their own weapons (such as jets that transform into robots), and then years later the aliens come down to earth to retrieve the spaceship and kick ass and stuff. There are some love stories going on and some major characters dying, which was really heavy when you were a kid. Here's a clip of Robotech below.

Another thing going on is that my mother-in-law is flying in from the San Francisco area to stay with us for 3 months to help watch Baby Erik while Mrs. Noisewater and I are at work. It's a small apartment for the four of us, but it will be really great to have her here. She grew up in Japan. I wonder if she will watch Robotech with me . . .

Tonight Mrs. Noisewater and I are making pizzas and maybe having a beer or two for my birthday evening. We don't go out as much anymore, but we really don't miss it that much. It's a more simple life, and our little guy brings us a lot of joy. Like the other day my son is on the couch with me and I got a hold of his ankles, making his feet clap like a pair of hands, doing stuff that dads do when they run out of shit to do. I thought I smelled some poop, and just as I move my nose right up to his little butt, he cuts loose with a whopper fart. Expert timing. I laughed my ass off. He just kept farting.

See you next time, friends.


Gorilla Bananas said...

Happy Birthday, Dr Ken! Watching TV with your baby boy is just fine, the sounds and sights will stimulate his brain. Have a great evening with your family, you're a properly domesticated daddy now! And if anyone mocks you, remind them of what Maximus dreamt of in the film 'Gladiatior'.

Exile on Pain Street said...

Ah, 40. I remember 40. Still so young. So much life to live. Happy b.d.

Zipper nothing. All baby clothes should have velcro.

Babies are rough trade. Hang in there. This is the hard part.

Your Bulls just beat my Cavs. Devils.

mistress maddie said...

So glad your returned! I think your family life sounds entertaining, but I say this knowing nothing about infants. And when it comes to sports, my straight friend say the same thing of me..." beautiful blank stare of his into the glowing beautiful light." I hope you Happy Birthday continues all weekend. 🎈🎂🍹🥂🎁

Mr. Shife said...

Happy belated birthday, Dr. Ken. Welcome to the 40 and over club. It's not too bad. It's a little more difficult when you have little people, but you wouldn't want life to be boring, right? Glad you and the little man had a good day. And isn't it funny the things you do now with your kiddo like sniffing their butt like it's no big deal. Glad you are back and keep up the writing. I know it's hard to carve out the time, but you'll be glad you did. Take care my friend, and thanks for the reminder about Robotech. I think Kyle and I might have to check it out this weekend.

E. Rosewater said...

the first 40 years are the hardest, welcome to easy street. you'll be standing out in the rain watching soccer games on saturday mornings before you know it.

Kenneth Noisewater said...

Mistress: Hahha I like how you used my own line to describe you watching sports.

Shife: Let me know if you end up doing Robotech with the mighty Kyle! It's addictive. I'm waiting for the wife and mother-in-law to leave so I can put it on right now!

Rosewater: NO SON OF MINE WILL PLAY SOCCER! I'm just kidding. Soccer is boring, but I will watch it if my kid is doing it. I cheer him on during "tummy time" right now, so I'll get pumped about anything he does.

The Grand Wave said...

I am a huge fan of sweatpants and feel that your kiddo is a rockstar for having sweatpants that look like jeans. "All the comfort of a sweatpant with the classiness of some jeans." I wear swaetpants regularly. I also like to sing Sweat Pant City (to the tune of Cat Scratch Fever) when I wear them. As far as Robotech goes, I am not at all embarrassed to say that I own the entire original series on DVD. It is such a good show. I'm in my early 30's so I didn't see it on TV as a kid but I found it when I was in anime club in high school and absolutely loved it. Glad to hear all is well, and good job raising what I am sure will turn out to be a super rad kid.

Jimmy Fungus said...

I guess you bring up a good point about writing more. By writing more we are leaving something behind something and really can live forever. Unless blogger goes the way of mydeardiary dot com. I remember I had one friend who must have written 900 pages at that site and then they just shut down one day. As Trump would say, SAD!

Mr. Shife said...

Happy Friday, Dr. Ken. Glad I stopped by because it reminded me that I need to show Robotech to Kyle.

Kenneth Noisewater said...

Grand Wave: What? You love Robotech and own the whole series? Did we just become Big Homies? We should link up on Facebook or something, for God's sakes. And Sweat Pants City to the tune of "Cat Scratch Fever" is outstanding, and I'll be singing that the next time I slip a pair onto The Mighty Erik.

Jimmy: If the server crashed and we lost all our blogs, I seriously would cry. For like 4 straight days I would cry. : (

Shife: Crush that Robotech with Kyle and let me know what he thinks. I know there is some mushy kissing and love story stuff that kind of bothered me as a kid, but I secretly kind of liked it too.

harada57 said...

I know there is some mushy kissing and love story stuff that kind of bothered me as a kid, but I secretly kind of liked it too.