March 29, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Ottomatic For the People
The men in my life are incomparable.
(I like how that word can be used to mean… pretty much whatever you’d like it to mean. It might be great! It might be terrifying!)
The other night as we were finishing up dinner, I leaned over and kissed Otto. I don’t remember why. Probably just because he’s kissable.
Monkey saw this and responded with delight, because he’s going to grow up to be a perverted voyeur. Er, I mean, because he is a little ray of sunshine. “Again!” he demanded. I raised an eyebrow at him. “Kiss AGAIN!” So we kissed again. Hey, there’s no need to beg or anything.
“AGAIN!” Monkey insisted, again.
I gave Otto one more kiss and turned back to Monkey. “You know,” I said, “in a few years, you’ll think us kissing is incredibly embarrassing and gross. You’ll say ‘EWWWWWWWW!’ any time you see it.”
“No I won’t!” he insisted.
“Yes, you will,” I told him.
“I kiss Puppy all the time!” he replied, smugly, as if that settled that.
“That’s different,” I said, as Otto said, “That’s WRONG.”
Late at night, lying in bed, I poked Otto.
“You know what? We’ve been married for over 10 months. WE HAVE BEEN MARRIED FOR ALMOST A YEAR! Can you believe it?”
“No, I really can’t,” he answered. I sighed and snuggled into his side. “This year has just flown by,” he continued. I sighed and closed my eyes.
“Except the parts where the children scream for no apparent reason,” he continued. My eyes opened again. “Those parts seem to go on forever,” he finished.
Ah, romance.
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Hahahahhahahaha….
So true.
March 29th, 2008 at 10:43 pmAaah, the kidscreaming…our three kidlets (aged 3, 2, and 9 months) all decided to scream in unison this evening and my husband and I could only laugh in between saying things like “Hey, let’s have another kid” and “Wow, parenting is great!” I FEEL your pain! And happy nearly first anniversary
March 29th, 2008 at 11:07 pmHappy 10 month anniversary!
I think Otto is hinting he’d like a pair of earplugs for his giftie…
March 29th, 2008 at 11:11 pmHe sounds like my husband.
March 29th, 2008 at 11:25 pmJust gotta love him!
Yeah, the inexplicable screaming is pretty bad. As is the inexplicable squirming, bouncing and all around rabble rousing.
March 29th, 2008 at 11:33 pmThat reminds me of a Deep Thought by Jack Handy–”If trees could scream would we chop them down so easily? Probably, if they did it all the time and for no apparent reason.” Ah, the screaming.
March 30th, 2008 at 12:03 amThe screaming DOES go on forever. Us moms just know how to tune it out.
March 30th, 2008 at 12:17 amOtto really truly has a very valid point. Smart man you have there.
March 30th, 2008 at 12:20 amMen, but he’s right, the seconds stretch in to hours of endless, meaningless, painful screaming. Lalalalalala
March 30th, 2008 at 1:13 amAin’t life GRAND?
March 30th, 2008 at 2:00 amHaha that’s true! I work at a daycare, and those days, where there’s so much screaming…oh, they last interminably long times. That’s so cute about Monkey telling you and Otto to kiss
I did that to my grandparents to get a particular photo of them, and Grampy said, “I like this game!” 
March 30th, 2008 at 3:19 amI totally agree, those parts do go on and on and on and on and on….
March 30th, 2008 at 8:44 amWe passed our first year in February. I learned from a friend of his that he had commented thusly:
March 30th, 2008 at 10:22 am“When you are in a bad marriage, a single night can last a year. In a good one, the whole year flashes by in a moment.”
I’m pretty sure that he is [and we are] experiencing the latter.
Men never understand why the drumset in our house (at which my oldest is quite proficient) doesn’t bother me.
The moms do.
(Although I’ll admit that “Smells Like Teen Spirit” is pushing the decibel limit a bit.)
March 30th, 2008 at 2:52 pmThe screaming really does pass. Honest. My youngest is nearing eleven and he stopped screaming about a year ago. Maybe longer. You’re almost there, Mir!
March 30th, 2008 at 3:52 pmHappy nearly anniversary!
March 30th, 2008 at 6:56 pmI thought for sure you were going to end the scene, where you tell Monkey that he will eventually think kissing is gross, with Chickadee walking in and saying “EWWWWWW…”
Congrats on your almost year!
March 30th, 2008 at 7:49 pmAh, how romantic. Almost a year — I hope you’ll celebrate online as well as on your own!
March 30th, 2008 at 7:56 pmHow sweet! Congratulations on your almost year of marriage.
March 30th, 2008 at 8:27 pmMir,
I really enjoy your site! I am still reading 2005 and am looking forward to more snippets on the Otto courtship. Congrats to you on almost a year. I need to take a break though because I am feeling queasy after reading Friday Flashbacks: 911. I have fainted from the sight of my own blood twice in my life and am now wondering how I am ever going to deal with the inevitable catastrophes children seem to bring…hehehe, girl riding bicycle over her brother…love it.
March 30th, 2008 at 9:34 pmMir,sorry for not visiting for a spell.there are days that I donot even take care of my own blog let alone going and visitng all of my blog friends.Hope that you and yours are haveing a blessed day.
March 30th, 2008 at 10:22 pmThe nice thing about honesty like that is you know he means it when he says the rest of it! Well done Otto.
March 31st, 2008 at 8:41 amyes those screamy moments do tend to go on much longer than the sweet ones.
Happy almost anniversary!
March 31st, 2008 at 9:02 amHappy 10 months! And yes, the screaming is a bit much sometimes.
March 31st, 2008 at 9:07 amHappy 10 Months Mir & Otto!
March 31st, 2008 at 10:00 amI told dear Bunker Hubby about this, and he said, “The only screaming that goes on around here is yours.”
It’s just that sort of madcap romanticism that swept me off my feet 10 years ago….sigh.
And congrats on the almost-year anniversary!!
April 8th, 2008 at 10:06 pm