Lightsaber

For anyone who wonders whether or not a real lightsaber will ever exist, I present you with this: the Arctic Spyder Laser III. Apparently this laser can burn through things, including people's skin.


Arctic Spyder Laser III = the most awesome Power Point presentation ever.


Some people doubted the potency of this device until it was finally revealed. This could be bad. Remember seeing annoying red dots everywhere when the laser pointer came out? Well, imagine that but with casualties.

Nate's Best Time Ever

The other day Annie and I were playing with Nathaniel. He was sitting in front of Annie and sucking on her finger as if it were corn on the cob. He would start on one end and move down the finger then move back to the top again and repeat. We thought it was pretty funny, and apparently so did he. I started to record the cuteness and as I was recording Annie and I would laugh and he would look up. Soon enough he started making some sounds that sounded a lot like laughing himself. While some of you may think this is cute, I am very concerned. He did not laugh until we started laughing. He didn't even know what he was laughing about but laugh he did simply because his friends were. Peer pressure is already preying on his mind. I fear for his behavior when he gets to high school.

On the bright side we think we may have captured his first laugh. It's hard to tell because his throat is raspy, but then again it's been a little raspy for a few weeks and he has never made these sounds before. The video is about 2 minutes and he laughs once or twice at different times so pay attention. Watch the video and you can be the judge. It's like your very own America's Got Talent.

Father's Day

Being a Father didn't really have any perceivable benefits until Father's Day came along. Suddenly, it's like I belong to a special club. Yesterday was like being an employee at Toys R Us all over again. It gave me the same feeling I used to get every time customers became thick like a forest and I needed a break.

I would go into the "back" at Toys R Us. It's like belonging to a special club that allows you admittance into a place the common person does not see. There you can avoid the chaos of frothing parents desperate to get a toy and enter a mysterious place laden with boxes of treasures and hide in a secluded area only you and other members of the club can enter. Before yesterday I thought the only benefit to fatherhood was the eventual promise of free labor, but I was proven wrong. Father's Day is like one day of being able to go into the "back".

Also, as promised, although delayed, here is a video of Nate. It starts with him babbling. Or that is what he would have you believe. It sounds cute but really it's a vicious string of expletives in a language only he can understand. The video then moves on to him just sitting there being fat before it finally ends with clips of Nathaniel doing his best pirate impressions and trying to extract sustenance from Annie's arm.

E3

I have had little time this week to post a real post so instead you get something better, more pictures of Nathaniel. I'll post a video tonight or tomorrow.

Big boy

Sometimes I enter my room to find my kingdom taken over. Currently we live with Annie's parents and so our room is our house in many ways. Our bed is a decent bed but it is light years beyond the comforts of the car seat Nathaniel often sleeps in. For this reason I often find him sneaking into our bed. The kid is quick. I'll put him down for a nap in his crib or any other structure that will hold him in one place for an extended period and before I know it he has somehow managed to get into our bed.

Changing diapers isn't that bad. I thought it would be a terrible encounter, the sort you'd find spewing from the mind of Edgar Allen Poe; horrifying in its essence and scarring for all existence. Thankfully it hasn't been that bad, although I dread the day when I have to change his diaper and he can talk to me. That'll be a little weird.

Cough cough

Sickness is a terrible thing, especially when you are a weak baby that can't handle discomfort. Nathaniel got sick this week and it wasn't pretty. He lets out these pathetic halfhearted cries as if he can't manage the strength for a proper complaint but feels the world should still be aware of his ailments. I was going to post a video of it but when a test group saw it, it broke some of the viewers. One of them is still sobbing in the corner. So on a cheerier note, Nate has begun his life long love affair with nonsensical verbal meanderings, much like his father. He is a little sick in this video so his talking sounds a little more sad than usual but it's still funny.