I’ve been living in terror for the past couple of weeks. Symptoms include waking up in the middle of the night in cold sweats, my mind wanders when I’m getting instructions, I tell everyone my problem, and no one seems to have a solution.
Dang it people! I’m going to have a girl-baby-thing! This is serious! Finding out “Scout” is a girl was a pretty interesting experience. At first everything was hunky-dory, watching the ultrasound I didn’t see the bits that I was looking for and knew that Tami was happy. Yay! Grandma’s were happy, friends were happy, Jake was happy, so I was happy. For about 5 minutes. Since then, the sweating.
I grew up with a bunch of boys. I have 3 brothers. They’re awesome. I have 1 sister — also awesome (waddup Mel) — but I went to college when she was 9. Which I understand, means I missed the truly scary part of female development. I’m trying to say, I have no idea how to be a Dad to a girl. And to top it all off, my brother-in-law started giving me a hard time about only batting 2 for 3 (which he said will still get you in the hall of fame). The only thing that I could think of was, “yeah we’ll see who’s laughing in 10 years”. Wait. The shaking started then. Teenage girl, hormones, girl stuff, makeup, boy hormones… So do I start my gun collection now or in a couple years?
When I’m not waking up with cold sweats about a teenage “Scout”, I’m usually having nightmares about losing my sight. Macular Degeneration runs in the family — particularly with the blond hair/blue eyed ones — and Tami thinks that I’m completely paranoid. So now I present to you, me in a couple of years. This following clip is just awesome. It appears to be a high school play about Helen Keller.

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