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July 27, 2004

Born Free

Scotty began whining practically as soon as the SW had gotten him out of his crib and changed him this morning. He yelled as she carried him down the stairs to breakfast. He smacked his morning egg and Froot Loops around with an irritated air, and voiced severe displeasure with the choice of juices available to him.

Once what I'd have to label as one of the least pleasurable breakfasts of 2004 was finally over SW wiped Scotty down and plopped him on the floor in front of his train set. Normally this is a panacea for all sorts of complaints, but not today. The boy sat there and bitched, then stood up and bitched.

Thunderclouds were gathering about the temples of the wife, and I started sucking down the last of my coffee, eager to depart before the storm broke about me. I wasn't doing anything wrong, mind you, at least nothing more wrong than is normally achieved by the simple fact of my existence on the planet as a married male, but what's she going to do, yell at the boy for his non-specific ennui?

Transference, the psychologists call it. As married men progress through life, little poison darts of transference come flying through the ether at the most unexpected times, jabbing deep into the most sensitive portions of our fundament. As a consequence, we're a jumpy lot. Certainly my fight or flight response was telling me to jump up and get the hell out of there.

The still yelling Scotty took two steps and fell over. He struggled up, took two more steps, and fell over again, like he'd lost all sense of balance.

That's when we noticed, finally, the odd state of his pajama shorts. One leg hole had no legs. The other had two. No wonder the poor kid was bitching.

The thunderclouds vanished, taking my flight instinct with them, and we re-arranged the boy, inserting the proper number of legs into the proper number of leg holes.

As I left he was happily toddling around the living room, free at last.

Posted by Bigwig at July 27, 2004 02:54 PM | TrackBack
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In regards to your "Humdrum" post below, I enjoy your family posts every bit as much as your political ones, especially since my first child (a boy) is due this December- gives me a foretaste of what I have to expect.

Posted by: Kevin at July 27, 2004 07:55 PM

It's always the little things, isn't it?

Quite right on the fundament seeking darts. They're quite the hazard.

Posted by: Jim at July 28, 2004 08:05 AM

If you hadn't given in, you might have had a sack race champion.

Posted by: Andy Freeman at July 28, 2004 11:16 AM

I'll say it so you don't have to: (saying it with the Outer Voice would be very bad for your health)

How the hell do you put both legs through the same leghole of pajamas? They don't FIT. You have to go really far out of your friggin' way to MAKE them fit.

Posted by: Greg at July 29, 2004 05:46 AM
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