I’m a dad!

So Becca and I had a baby. Pretty sur­pris­ing con­sid­er­ing Becca wasn’t preg­nant, no?

There is an app on Face­book called Make a Baby and so Becca and I decided to prac­tice some par­ent­ing skills on a vir­tual kid before ruin­ing a real one. So far, things aren’t going ter­ri­bly well.

First of all, the kid is pretty bipo­lar. One minute he hates bub­ble gum fla­vored tooth­paste, the next he loves it. What is up with that? Who doesn’t like bub­ble gum fla­vored toothpaste?!

Sec­ond, Quin­ten is a bit of a wuss. I keep tak­ing him to the sand­box so he can play with other kids, but they keep throw­ing sand at him. I haven’t found the “beat up the bully” but­ton yet, so hope­fully Quin­ten will toughen up and take care of the bul­lies on his own.

Last, and most impor­tant, I didn’t get a Father’s Day card, a Father’s Day hug, a Father’s Day tie, or any­thing! I real­ize that he is only a week or two old, but this is pretty basic stuff. Even a phone call would have been enough…