Saturday, September 30, 2017

1. So the other day I'm taking care of Baby Erik Noisewater all day, and I get a text from his mom saying that he has the best daddy ever. I appreciated the compliment, but I had to tell her that moments before I received that text I was taking a pee with the door open. Erik wandered in and stuck his hand right into my pee-pee stream. Now, I don't know who the best dad ever really is, but I'm pretty sure he wouldn't piss on his son.

2. I'm going to the Cubs games today and tomorrow with two of my good friends who live in L.A. One doing really well directed television shows, and the other is a singer and the guy from the Ivanka post. It's the singer's 40th birthday, so we are all getting together at Wrigley Field for Cubs games today and tomorrow. Our Cubbies are already in the playoffs, so the game is just a chance to catch up and drink too many eleven dollar watery domestics. Many of the guys I'm going to this game with were friends I have known since grade school, and we have been going to games since we were kids. A few of us were fascinated that there a seats that dwindle down to rows of three, two, and then ONE! In either corner of the park there is a row that is just one seat, so one game when we were in high school, in a mostly empty rain delayed game when the Cubs stunk, we waved to each other from the one-seat rows. This is a little before we discovered booze and women.

3. Sometimes people ask if Erik Noisewater is a momma's boy or a daddy's boy, and I put it like this. He loves his daddy. His daddy makes him laugh like crazy. But he needs his mommy. When he starts getting cranky and his mom isn't around he just says "momma" over-and-over, and then when he sees her, he will snuggle up to her in a way he and I just don't. But, I can make that little rascal laugh until he damn near hyperventilates, so we both have our roles. But rarely will he say "dada." He does sometimes, but he likes to point at me and say "ma!" He smirks at me too, and I'm positive he is trying to be funny - and succeeding. He also does all kinds of funny tricks to keep people laughing. The kid is funny and blond, both like daddy.


mistress maddie said...

Well by damn, the kid must have got the father good looks!!!

The way I see it, a lot of my friends seems to be closer to their mothers, while the gals seem to be closer to their fathers. I myself was closer to my mother, but then my father didn't have a sense of humor or make me laugh like you.

Have a great weekend 🍺🍺🍺

Gorilla Bananas said...

Hey Dr Ken, you've got the rugged good looks of the guy who plays the sheriff's deputy in a Western! And Erik could play Babyface Nelson - when he was a baby!

LL Cool Joe said...

Pissing on your son probably isn't text book parenting, but it could have been worse. I can't think what is worse at the moment, but I'm sure something is. Crapping on him maybe?

Exile on Pain Street said...

ALL babies belong to their momma. It's a biological need. Your time will come but for now, for all intents and purposes, you are a bystander. Make no inference. You're still important.

You had your turn last year. This is the year of my Indians. I'm almost afraid that they're TOO powerful. It sometimes seems like the best team doesn't make it. And they're clearly the best.

Kenneth Noisewater said...

Mistress: I think we both have our roles and he digs us both. What he likes BEST is when we're both around.

Gorilla: I may have the looks of it, but I'm a big softie. I'm the sheriff that cries about babies . . .

LL: I haven't crapped on him yet. Thanks! I feel better.

Exile: And down go the Indians! My Cubs are down 2 to 0 now, and nobody is hitting. Looks like Astros and Dodgers unless there are two whopper comebacks.