Rubber Ducky, You're the One
Hi again everyone! Thank you for visiting my site to check how my life is going.
Good news. The doctor officially gave me a clean bill of health this morning so I don't have to wear the Bili-Blanket for my jaundice anymore. I'm also past my birth weight; I now weigh 6 lbs. 13 oz. In other body news, what was left of my umbilical cord (which I am still not totally happy about my dad cutting) fell off today! Parents know what that means. . . BATH TIME! Yes, I hadn't bathed in 11 days, and it was starting to hamper my attracting other newborn babes. (Get it?) So Mom was nice enough to give me a bath tonight. It was the first time I had really been in contact with water (even though I've peed on myself many times) so I need some time to adjust. My rubber ducky helped a lot, and I'm sure I'll like baths more eventually.
My dad, being the "attention lover" he is, brought me to where he works on Wednesday. (American Camp Association) Everyone there was nice enough, even though I didn't appreciate the comments from more than one person saying I look like my dad. This guy named Paul was the only one who really knew how to hold me the way I like, but overall, everyone did a good job. (Must be a guy thing.)
Dad has been a little "mopey" today. I think he is thinking about . . . diapers. He has been able to change diapers for years but has never had to buy them before. The realization finally hit him that in general, each diaper cost 25 cents.
If I average:
8 diapers a day = $2 a day
56 diapers a week = $14 a week
240 diapers a month = $60 a month
2,880 diapers a year = $720 a year
DAD'S EDITORIAL
Charging 25 cents a diaper is a bunch of poopy! (I'm trying to cut down on my swearing)
I think if my dad just cut back on the gallons of ice cream he eats every week, the cost wouldn't bother him as much.
More entertaining articles soon!
Noah