Guy Time

Today B and I went to the mall so be could go shopping to find some clothes for her ever slimming figure. So she put Noah in the sling and I grabbed our "diaper dude" diaper bag and we headed out the door, hailed a cab and were off.

Well, after some tasty Hardee's Big Roast Beef n Cheddars from the Food Court, B headed downstairs to the clothing store and I headed to the computer store to get a web cam so the folks could see Noah on Video Skype.

Dilema: B usually takes N in the sling and I grab the diaper dude. No problem, but B couldn't try on clothes with a shorty strapped on her, so we switched. She took the bag and I took the kid.

It was so cool! A couple good lookin' guys out on the town pickin' up chicks. Well, considering the culture, my marriage and undying love for B, and his drooling problem; the chicks never did really come, but it was good having guy time. I got to tell him all about the different kinds of computers at the computer store and how to pick out the right one for him and how many gigs were enough for your hard drive and all about RAM. He was so interested that he fell asleep.

The best part about it was how Arabs took it. Arabs don't do slings. Most days the Arabs kindof look at B with this "thing" wrapped around her and peak in to see what is going on. When they see Noah they smile and walk off scratching their heads wondering why stupid Westerners don't just carry their kids. Well you can imagine how that multiplies when you see a guy wearing a sling by himself. I had all sorts of weird looks. I walked all over the mall and people just stared at me.

We gotta have guy time more often.

The pic above isn't the sling. It is a guitar case and has absolutely nothing to do with the post, just thought you would like it.