Today is Pat’s day because Pat continues to impress me with his man knowledge. My brother met me at my house and when we went to load all four kids up Kainoa through a gigantic sissy fit. I went back in the house to inform Pat that I would not be taking Kainoa to Build A Bear if that was the personality he was taking with him. It would be too hard to keep him under wraps while supervising Maile and Laina. Not interested.
After some coaxing and bribing and threatening to leave without him…I left without him. Building Bears was fun for the kids, but daaaaaammn…NOT recession friendly. And for a toy that I knew they’d forget about in a week. Blech.
First Little O. showed us his buddy.
They they filled the animals they picked out with fluff and stuff.
Then they picked outfits for their precious pets and spent some time dolling them up at the dress up station. Here you see Laina dressing her hideous purple dog with a hideous witch’s outfit. Are we surprised at all that out of allllll the animals to choose from Laina managed to find a purple dog?? No. We are not. And though the witch’s outfit made zero sense whatsoever…it did match quite well.
Little O. is potty training and picked out some underoos for his Tiger.
Pat: Excellent. Not one outburst since you left.
me: Naturally. He’s always good for you.
Pat: Well what was it all about?
me: I have no idea. Well actually…you know how Kainoa has two carseats in the front row and we just put him in whichever side we happen to get into?
me: Well Smart Ass put Little O. in first and Kainoa flipped out.
Pat: Ohhhhhhh! (his aha moment) because Kainoa wanted to sit in that spot…
me: Yeah I guess, but it’s stupid because he sits in the other spot all the time too.
Pat: (chuckling in his “you silly woman” chuckly kind of way) Kat. Kainoa is a man…and that carseat is his territory…you can’t go letting another man choose where to sit on his manly territory.
me: That’s silly. All the carseats are the same and Kainoa needs to learn to share.
Pat: Right. So you should have let him choose first and then Little O. could have sat in the runner up carseat.
me: Oh gawd.
Pat: You can’t just put the alpha male of this house in the runner up carseat. By doing that you made Kainoa inferior to Little O. in his own domain. No wonder he was having such a hard time.
I had to laugh and kind of shrug at his manly evaluation of Kainoa’s tantrum. Who knows…maybe he’s right! What would I do without my man to school me on the ways of a man as I attempt to help raise a baby man?
Fail miserably, I’m sure.
Reasons I Love My Husband:
1.)He brings me warm bottles to give to the baby in the middle of the night when I am cussing him out in my head.
2.)He ignores my juvenile behavior and patiently waits for me to get over myself and discuss our finances like an adult.
4.)He sat at the door of the operating room, after I was rushed in following an emergency c-section, waiting for word of my condition…for six hours.
5.)He drives 45 minutes out of his way to go get me sushi on Friday night because I’m hungry and moody and tired and he wants me to be happy.
6.)He says things like, “Kat. Who are the most important people in your life? We are all here. We all love you. We’re not going anywhere. Just remember that.” and makes me feel better when things start getting to me.
7.)He takes time away from HIS job and comes home on a moments notice to help ME with MY job.
8.) When I’ve had a tough day with the kids he lets me talk it out until I run out of gas and then suggests we send them to a different daycare.
13.)He doesn’t take sides when I tell him to whack our son for an entire day of horrid behavior but instead delicately puts his hand on our baby boy’s head and turns to me to say, “My God Kat, he’s burning up!!” and then asks me to fetch the motrin.
14.) He knows that you can’t go putting the alpha male of this house in the runner up carseat, hence demoting him to an inferior position in his own domain.