The Mood Killer

CC and I were comparing dad war stories tonight between our two sons. We got on the topic of of him trying to save up for a new house, because their little one-bedroom apartment wasn’t cutting it anymore. Declan was getting too old and too consciously-aware to still be sleeping in their bedroom with them.

I asked him if Declan was noisy, and he replied that it wasn’t Declan, it was them. He said that he and his wife were making love one night, trying to be as quiet as possible, but obviously failing. He happened to glance over at Declan’s crib to find him standing up, perfectly quiet, just watching them and sucking on his pacifier. He said it was so creepy, like some scene out of a horror movie or something. Talk about a mood killer! Now, he’s freaked out to even touch his wife, because that image always pops in his head.

Yeah, I'd say it was time for a new place...