Breach of Contract
April 17, 2009Since the day Cole was born I’ve been doing my best to help out around the house. One of the things that I’ve become particularly adept at is feeding and burping. In fact, if you’ve read the last post you know we’ve had some issues in that area as of late.
However, through it all, I felt like Cole and I had an understanding. I would feed and burp him as long as he didn’t spit up on me. We came to this understanding minutes after his birth. I told him that it wasn’t that he couldn’t ever spit up, it was just that he couldn’t spit up on me.
I tried to get Kolette in the deal but Cole said he couldn’t agree to both of us. Which explains why I cut bait and left Kolette to fend for herself.
Cole has done great in keeping to his part of the bargain. Nearly 12 weeks into his life all was going to plan just the way we’d agreed on. Ko was getting spit up on all the time, but I was clean.
I foolishly took this to mean that Cole was a man of his word and began to rub it in every time he spat up on Kolette. Often, he would spit up on her and she would ask, “How come you never spit up on daddy?” Smiling to myself, I would laugh and point and chuckle knowing that it was all because of our deal that was firmly in place.
Then, earlier today things changed. I don’t know if Kolette found out about our deal and was able to negotiate a better one, or if Cole just decided to back out of his agreement with me altogether. But, this morning as I held Cole burping him according to his wishes, about 4 gallons of formula came spewing out all over my arm and sweater. Seriously! I might as well have bathed in the stuff.
Of course he was smiling and cooing all over the place. Proud that his belly was empty showing absolutely no remorse with regard to reneging on our deal.
So, back to the drawing board. Cole and I are scheduled to meet later on this week and discuss his breach of contract. Hopefully we’ll be able to come to some kind of agreement and I’ll be back in his good graces–out of the spit up, clean and pure. Until then, all bets are off.
Jh-
Coleman and I hammering out the details on our new deal.
Cole Signs!
this was definitely good for a chuckle, and I think you were awfully lucky to manage 12 weeks without having that special gift to deal with!
Love the stories, thanks for sharing!
Jason, that was hilarious! I have no doubt that Cole will do better this time.
what a delightful gift of reading this am. I am still chuckling to myself and thinking you are lucky indeed to have had the contract last an entire 12 weeks. Photos are adorable…that Cole is quite the little man, signing a new contract with you- good luck!
What a great post. I so enjoy your blog. Great pictures. Hee Hee! Cole just likes to be sneaky. Get ready. He will do more as he gets older. Grin.
I enjoy reading your adventures with Cole.
Your blog always makes me laugh. At least your broke in now. Such cute pics!