For The Guys--A New Addition To Your Ranks

Hey everyone, I’m back! Did ya miss me?

All together now…

“Oh, were you gone?”

There, now that we’ve got that out of the way, I’d like to introduce you to someone. Don’t worry, he’s not a threat…yet. He’s my son. He’s nine months old. He shall henceforth be referred to as “BabyGuy.”

That’s right, BabyGuy. The trip I just returned from proved to me that I did not give birth to a little cuddly baby boy. He is a Guy, in the truest sense of the word.

We went up north, to Marquette Island. While we were on my dad’s boat, BabyGuy was so totally enraptured by the boat motor and the wake behind it, I had to poke him to make sure he was still breathing. Big boat, big water, loud motor. Oooooh.

On Sunday, my dad built a small campfire so we could roast marshmallows & make smores. The fire was just glowing coals, really, perfect for optimum marshmallow roasting. BabyGuy was captivated. He was sitting on my dad’s lap, just staring at the fire. Then all of a sudden, the fire flamed up. Not huge, but flamey nonetheless. BabyGuy went nuts. Jumping up & down, waving his arms, laughing his diapered little fanny off. If BabyGuy could talk, I know what he’d be saying: [Beavis]Fire! Hehehehehehe! Fire! Fire![/Beavis]

Now, I tried to rationalize by saying “Okay, he likes fire and water…maybe he’ll grow up to be a fireman! Yeah! That’s it!” But that little mom voice in the back of my head kept saying “You’re going to need the services of the fire department before BabyGuy ever joins it.”

BabyGuy also appears to be quite heterosexual. Oh, he enjoys the company of guys. He is quite happy when there’s men present. But when a woman enters his line of sight, look out. He just full-out cutes it. Bats his little eyelashes, gets all cuddly, and tries really, really hard to get his hands on some boobs (he gets that from his dad–BabyGuy is a bottle baby, and has never once seen my breasts).

So, that is the story of my BabyGuy. Please take good care of him as he moves through the ranks from BabyGuy to BigGuy. I trust you SDMB Guys…but I am his mom, and I know where you live. :smiley:

Trust us? That’s your first mistake. Turn your back, and next thing you know we’ve got a pitfight between babyGuy and Baby Cynical lined up and the mods are placing bets.
Welcome back. :slight_smile:

A warm welcome back to you and a hearty hello to BabyGuy. He sounds like a man after my own tastes.

So when can he come to the nudie bar with us? Don’t worry, you’re invited too.

Let me know when BabyGuy turns 18. Nevermind that I will be almost 40 when he does so.

I love a macho guy…

Welcome back P and welcome to the REAL newbie.

Oh god I just had visions of the SDMB being syndicated and them producing a Lil’ Dopers show (ala Muppet Babies).

Can you imagine what lil Chiefscott would be like? Lil Falcon?

mind does some serious boggling
And welcome Green. Welcome to the madhouse. There are alternatives to Babyguy (and I’m sure they’ll all knock your door down soon enough)

Looking forward to partying with another manly-man next month in Flint …

I know that feeling. My son at that age was a real ladykiller. Pale Blue eyes. Dark Blonde hair. Cute as heck. I thought seriously his first words would be “phone number?”

Welcome aboard, BabyGuy. Here’s a stogie (chocolate version) for ya!

PS- A word of advice…grab a handful of those hooters whenever you can. It’ll become alot more difficult in years to come.

One thing I forgot to ask–BabyGuy is fiercely attatched to his blankie. He looks soooooo cuuuuuuuuuuute all snuggled up with it. Will those precious moments, watching him snuggle with the blankie, just disappear when he discovers his penis?

Just curious. :smiley:

Welcome back Persephone! Sorry about the huge pit in your backyard. No oil, but it’ll make a great planter or swimming pool. :smiley:

Glad to see that you got in some mother-son quality time. I’m setting aside a block for Kidpony in the next few weeks since Babypony #2 is due in the next two weeks. Gotta reassure an almost 3 year old Kidpony that he still is the center of the universe, but he’ll have to set aside some of it for his new baby brother.

Has he started talking yet? Hopefully his first words won’t be “felch” or “squick”.

…And…

Well, it looks like we might have a good idea what a lil Esprix looks like. :wink:

:: GDRLHFAMW ::*

*[sub]Grin, Duck, Run Like Hell From A Mothers Wraith[/sub]

From the OP:

Perhaps absence makes the heart grow fonder?

What? No youngscratch?

Bite your tounge! :wink:

Esprix

Naw, he’ll just snuggle…differently. :smiley:

If it’s any comfort, Persephone, I slept with my baby blanket until I was 17. Who knows how long he’ll keep snuggling?

I dated a 25 year old woman who still had her baby blanket. She would fiddle with it constanty, and god forbid I tease her about it, or try and take it from her.

Can he piss on trees yet? :wink:

High fives, Baby Guy!

Wanna beer?

The longer I hang out on this board (a sentence I wouldn’t have understood a couple of years ago) the more I am surprised to realize how I’ve come to know the folks here. I remember quite well when Baby Guy was born.

Gatsby: Not yet. I’m sure his dad will teach him, though. He’ll teach him how to pee in the sump pump too. Sigh.

I was explaining my thoughts on my son being a BabyGuy to my husband, and several guys that I work with. Got pretty much the same reaction from all of them: “And this is a problem how?”

Guys. Can’t live with 'em…can’t live with 'em. :wink: