Peanut's Post: Ghost Mom and the Single Dad

You may remember a time when I was really into Mommy.  For whatever reason, Daddy just didn't exist to me.

Well I was really glad to have Daddy at the doctor a few weeks ago when I got my shots.  He makes a nice pillow, which made me feel better....

And Mommy's been doing a lot of this lately.... 

I know she's around, but holy cow does she stare at those books all day long!!  I'm pretty sick of it.  Anyway, with most of her focus on "passing" these days (whatever that means), Daddy and I spend a lot of time together, which I've really enjoyed.  When he walks by, I drop what I'm doing and crawl over to him.  I reach up and moan until he picks me up.  Daddy says it's great at home, but not so great when he's dropping me off at daycare. 

In case I slip back into my "obsessed with Mommy" phase, I thought I'd document some of our Daddy-daughter activities.  A typical day might look like this....

Daddy will get me up in the morning.  Usually I'm in my favorite sleeping position....on my knees with my butt in the air, blanket tossed aside.  I don't know what it is about this position...I guess it's just super comfy.  Don't knock it 'till you've tried it. 

After breakfast and some crawling around, he likes to put me in the backpack and take me on walks.  But sometimes I just fall asleep.

Sometimes we'll do random projects around the house.  Apparently it's important to "baby proof," but I cry when I hear the sound of the drill.

We eat some lunch together.  He tells me I'm a mess.  I put my hand on his shoulder, point my baby finger, and say, "Ad bahdvheal dafma," which loosely translated means, "No I'm not, I'm a baby."  He'll get it one day.

"Daddy, how come the stuff on your face doesn't come off in the bath?"

I get worn out faster than he does, so he'll put me down for a nap.  I'll, of course, work myself into my favorite sleeping position.

After some rest and a bottle, it's time to play.  Sometimes, we go to the pool. 


"Ok, I'm ready to go to the pool....let's go!"

"Will anyone take me to the pool?  Anyone?"


My bathing suit is a little small, but the bottom still fits.  So on this day, I went topless.  But Daddy says "we can't have that" so he's going to buy me a new suit.


"Maybe if I get on my tiptoes I can find someone to take me to the pool."



"Mommy, so good to see you!  Are you coming to the pool too?"



"Mommy can't come to the pool with us!"

Towards the end of the day, Daddy gives me a bath.  I like to watch him fill the tub as I throw all of my bath toys on the floor.

Then I get my last bottle for the day, and lately I get some yucky medicine too (which sometimes winds up on Daddy's shirt).  If it's been an especially exciting day, I'll fall asleep on Daddy's shoulder, although usually I squirm until he puts me down.