Andy is starting to get excited about the arrival of the new baby, although it's still quite a ways away. He asks about the baby all the time and we talk about how things will be different when he/she arrives. He's been very excited about being "Mommy's Helper" and wants to be my super duper useful assistant. (That should last a solid 2 days.) He's thrilled to be able to show the baby his train set and bounce on the trampoline together.
I hate to burst his bubble. So I haven't, yet.
Today I showed him one of our home videos from his early days. Specifically, when he was 7-10 weeks old. The video consists of a lot of close-ups of his baby face, a good deal of cooing, a fair amount of screaming and one or two vomits. I could tell he was trying his hardest to remain interested in the video, trying to see what about it was making me smile and "aww" and melt.
The last scene in the movie was a naked 10-week old Andy chewing on a washcloth for 7 minutes. (The hallmark of first-time parenthood.)
When I asked him what he thought, he said, "I don't like babies anymore", and got off the couch.
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