Sunday, September 11, 2011

Let the Pleading Begin

Avery, it's Dad again.  Let's talk.  (I know you can't hear me or read this until it's too late, but just humor me for a minute.)  Man, you've gotta stop teasing your poor mother.

You act like you're going to come out, you give signs that the time could be here, but then you back off.  What gives?  You're so crowded in there that you can't even stretch out. You'd be a lot more comfortable out here in the world. There's plenty of room for you, and there are a lot of nice people who really want to meet you.

Do you even know what great experiences await you?  You have your very own room that you don't even have to share with anyone.  (Dude, I don't even have that, and I'm the one who pays the mortgage.)  You also have a reserved VIP seat in the back of your very own chauffeured car.  Well, OK, it's my car and I'm your chauffeur, but the seat is still reserved for you and only you. And all weekend your mom has been making cookies.  It'll be a while before you can enjoy them even after you emerge, but trust me, it'll be worth the wait.  The sooner you get out here, the sooner you can enjoy the indescribable ecstasy of Mom's freshly baked goodies.  If that's not incentive, I don't know what is.

It would really work out great for Mom and me if you would just come out today (Sunday), but I'm afraid your timing is going to be the worst that it can possibly be.  Here's what's going on in the next couple of days: later today I have a game developer meetup, but I can miss that if I have to. Monday, I have a very important activity planned for my graphics programming class, and my students really, really need me.  I can't let them down.  After that, there's the first night of my next class at DePaul. Since this class requires attendance, I don't want to face the trouble caused by my absence on the first day.  Tuesday I have a doctor's appointment, Wednesday I have graphics programming class and your mom has a super busy day of tutoring.

So as you can see, today would be the best possible time for you to join our happy family.  Think it over while you're pummeling Mom's guts in your daily ritual.  My concern is that you'll decide to come on Monday -- the worst possible time for me.  But if you do, then I'll drop everything for you.  You and your mom are my top priorities and you always will be.  Just get out here!  The weather's great, the cookies smell amazing, my workload is under control at the moment, and everyone is eager to see your adorable little face.  I keep telling you how fun it is out here, so come find out!  I'll wait here for ya.  Just hurry up.

See you soon!  I love you, little guy!

Dad

1 comment:

  1. This is the coolest idea I've ever seen in preparing for a new addition, your first, to brand new parents! I love it and am sure that when Avery is a little older he'll get a kick out of it too. Sorry Michelle. No pun intended. I'm so happy for the both of you! :)

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