Monday, October 19, 2009


Since his birthday, Grayson has been enjoying hearing the story of the day he was born. His rosebud mouth melts into a smile when I talk of him being such a sleepy and hungry baby and how he curled up on his Daddy's chest to nap for a long time. Grayson asks to hear the part about his first homecoming and how Sadie licked his face once and walked off like one taste was all she needed. He chirps "again, again!" when I talk about how Nammy & Pop brought Mommy donuts the morning after he was born so we all had a picnic in the little tiny hospital room. He wants to know exactly what songs I sang outloud to help with the onslaught of contractions that helped bring him out of Mommy's belly. He wants to know everything.

Interested in what I may have forgotten or simply how his father may interpret the story, I asked my husband to iterate his version for Grayson. After a long, thoughtful, and serious pause over a sink of sudsy dishes he waxes from his heart.

"It was a long day, Bud."

And that is the male perspective.


Cristie Ritz King said...

Awesome. Almost as great as this picture.

One Sided Momma said...

thanks c, this is one of my all time favorite pictures too. you can't beat the double dip napping, can you?

pajama mom said...

sorry, i can't get past the donuts - what kind? where from? how many?

One Sided Momma said...

sadly, pjmom, i cannot remember what kind but i'm pretty sure i ate them all so i hope there were few and not a dozen. i'm betting, however much i hate to bet, there were a dozen. :(