E is now taking little steps on his own from off the furniture and table. It's pretty cool to see. Also he's discovered making this little clicking noise with his tongue. Thank you lord, much easier on the ears than the random screeching. He's still working out this whole language thing.

You know it strikes me as really developmentally odd that we as humans learn to crawl and then walk before we can understand stop and danger. Who planned this thing?


Meanwhile on American Idol:

Mandisa's hero is a conservative bigot who supports the ex-gay movement. This explains her odd "lifestyle" comment last week.

My little guy is feeling much better now too and back to his old firecracker self.

Weather is getting nicer too finally!

From this morning's Washington Post:


"Meanwhile, interest groups on the left and right are preparing for showdowns over flag desecration and same-sex marriage in June, when Senate Majority Leader Bill Frist (R-Tenn.) has scheduled floor votes on the always-controversial issues. Both efforts call for constitutional amendments, which require a two-thirds majority vote in the House and the Senate, followed by ratification by three-fourths of the states.

Frist, who is weighing a 2008 presidential bid, often touts the proposed amendment to define marriage as the union of one man and one woman. The effort failed in both houses in 2004. The Senate fell 12 votes short of the number needed to cut off debate, and House supporters could not muster the two-thirds majority they needed in their chamber."



Great to see that Frist is relying on the old scary homosexuals tactic to rile up his base. It's not like there's anything else going on in this country.

It just struck me that I'm writing about my son's diarrhea.... odd that. Is this interesting? - probably not but something that I imagine all parents go through. My intent with this blog was to put another gay dad voice out there. As I was going through the adoption consideration process I read lots of blogs and devoured a lot of info. I noticed there were a lot of moms writing but not so many dads.

So I'm trying to put out there what it's like to be a parent and to show others that hey if I can do it you can too. I've read other blogs that weave these stories with tidy little endings. I can't really do that. So here you go another post about my son's bodily fluids. Enjoy!

zombie dad

E's diarrhea continued all night. I'm running on maaaybe 3 hours of sleep. I hope its the antibiotics causing the trouble. I'm at work but between worrying about E and my partner and nodding off now and then I doubt I'll get much done.

In unrelated news, Dixie Chicks have a new single out and they're still fighting the good fight and speaking out.

Check it out if you have a country leaning in your musical styling:

http://www.dixiechicks.com/default2006.asp

After I was safely ensconced at work this morning I had a call from my partner, apparently E had another case of explosive diar... well you get the idea. It reached over the ramparts of the diaper and onto his onesie. The nuclear accident occurred just as they were getting ready to walk out the door too. Being a parent is frequently disgusting (in case you hadn't gathered that already). Hopefully it's just a side effect of the antibiotics for the ear infection and will clear up now that he's off the cycle. He's happy as can be, you'd never know the evil that lurks in his rear.

Either way, I may get quite a reception when I pick him up this afternoon.

Wondering how Rupaul connects South Park, MI3, and Iraq? Check it out at her blog:

http://www.rupaul.com/weblog.shtml

Feeding time

E's appetite seems to have taken off. He gobbled up his dinner last night it was kind of dramatic. I have to admit I'm not exactly sure how all this works. I'm relying on him to tell me how much to eat. The baby literature is all so vague too with ranges of eating and drinking too, I want specifics!

Also, he's hit the clothing transition stage when the old size is too tight and he's moving up to clothes that all needs to be rolled up. Some lucky baby out there is about to get a care package of outgrown clothes.

I've been a bit dubious that E's babbling has meant anything but my partner insisted that he knows da-da. "Nah, he's just making noise." then he asked him "Where's daddy?" and he turned to look at me! not just once but several times.

Wow, it's just the most amazing feeling. I don't know if everyone goes through the whole attachment worries but when you're waiting for your child it's like each day is a missed opportunity. I wondered does he know I'm his dad?

So this was such a relief and a mighty pull on the heart. All is right in the world.

My little man has a cold - his first illness. It's the dreaded daycare cold which hit almost like clockwork after enrollment. He appears to be in a pretty good despite the constantly runny nose. Actually I think it bothers me more than him since I have to practically chase him with the tissue to get at his nose. So tonight I get to clean his nose out. It's amazing how being a parent shows you how much you don't know.