I had to scrub hard to get the grease off of Shane's legs when I gave him a bath yesterday. In fact his suit was so greasy that I had taken it off of him because I was embarrassed that he looked so dirty. It was easy for everyone to just assume that he was miserably hot, because, well, he was that too. Seriously though, why would anyone let their 10 lb baby get so dirty? Well maybe it's because there are just so many hard working people who like holding the little dude!
Blake sold the motor out of our truck this week. The truck that we drive every day. The Chevy. The nice white Chevy that doesn't often break down but is just strangely reliable for us. Yep. Sold. The reason? Well some nice guy needed a motor for his truck and this way we can build a better one for ours! Well... that was thoughtful! (Shoulda seen the look on my face when I wrote the estimate up and realized where *that* motor was coming from!)
We figured out that letting Shane lick an apple slice is about the most fun thing ever. He sits there with this perfectly blank expression and rapidly sticks his tongue straight out and back in indefinitely. Food will be fun... But hard to wait!
I love seeing people's reactions to seeing my baby with me at work. One regular came in and saw the baby swing and informed me that he "likes what we've done with the place!" :)
The best is when Shane is lying in his favorite place - flat on his back on the desk. It kinda surprises folks if they look over the edge of the counter!
I like having a kid because we can share the blame. We backed into the side of the shop with my new-to-me Ford. The guys laughed so hard because I dented the bumper and they had previously marveled that it was the only part on the truck that had not one dent. Well thanks a lot Shane!
(Jason informed me the next day that when he backed a truck into his bay that morning, "it went right in between the door sides and never hit the wall!" Well now isn't he good?!)
With that, I'll go back to my baby's smiles before something else must be done.
