Worthy of much retelling

Posted by E-George on January 5, 2010

Tonight would have been just like any other night subjugated by routine and harnessed by the unbreakable power of normalcy. But, tonight during tubby time things diverged most definitely from the normal. Allow me to set the stage.

Evelyn had been to the doctor today wherein she received her well-child check up and her 12-month vaccinations. It’s worth noting that she barely cried at all during or after those vaccinations so either she is one tough cookie or they are exceptional nurses. Either way, it was a low stress experience. She went down for her nap like usual and I went out grocery shopping. When I got home the normal routine kicked in where I finished laundry, Berta started dinner, and Evelyn and I played. Dinner went off without a hitch and Evelyn and I were heading for the tub right on schedule at 7pm.

Off with the dirty clothes!! Off with the diaper!! 20 seconds of obligatory sitting on the training potty!! And, into a cozy warm bath!!

Evelyn is standing up and splashing about when,

She looks at me and I look at her, both with equal surprise when her shoulders hunch slightly and,

Now, I’m laughing. She chuckles when,

Now I’m really laughing and so is she. Only this time she stops, gives me a mischievous eyes, an “O”-shaped mouth and,

Laughter abounds! Another “O”-shaped mouth, a couple of tiny clenched fists and,

I can’t breath for laughing so hard. Evelyn is laughing hysterically, but manages to pause, grasp the edge of the tub and squeeze out a last,

Needless to say, I was somewhat concerned that this could have ended badly with sullied bathwater, but no. Once she had exorcised such a plethora of gas – an amount that could have weakened the knees of an adult human male – she had a whole new lease on the evening.

If this isn’t a gunshot across the bow of sexism and equality, than I don’t know what is. Clearly, she can go toot for toot with any grown man who has ever feasted on boiled eggs, beer, and broccoli and she can do it on half of a sippy cup of milk and some shrimp alfredo.

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