Adventures in having a baby; Part 5/5

I am sure you are all very anxious for the 5th and final post about the adventures of being a new dad. If you missed the first 4 posts, as insane as that seems, make sure you read those first, or this will make even less sense.

Having a baby is certainly the best thing that has ever happened to me, but someone really needs to write a book about all the stuff that goes on that no one tells you about. The first chapter would deal exclusively with how every parent should just pin a burp cloth to their shirt, because by the time you realize you need it, the baby has ruined your shirt. I think all of my shirts now have spit up stains on the right shoulder.

I would also include a chapter on made up games that my baby loves. The newest game we play is called Earthquake and it involves me laying her on my bed, then gently shaking the bed. She goes crazy for it. I even give her some aftershocks to increase the realism. I highly recommend playing a game with an infant as soon as possible.

Alright, enough about my baby. I'm sure 4 long posts, plus this one is more than you want to read.

Some random thoughts I've had while at the dentist:
1. I was being given the gas during my procedure and could hear the radio. I could recognize the beats of the songs, songs I've heard before, but I couldn't understand any of the lyrics. It was almost like the radio was just a bit off and fuzzy, except it wasn't. I started making up my own lyrics and laughing. My dentist was very confused and must think I'm a lunatic.
2. The gas gave me the strange sensation that my tooth was somehow outside of my body and huge. As if we, the dentist and myself, were standing on top of it as he was working. The thought of having such enormous teeth caused a momentary freak out and required a 3 minute inner monologue about how such large teeth would be impossible.

Until next time, Mahalo!