I'd probably have buyer's remorse over it except he gives such good backrubs.
Friday night as Nana, Bean, Al and I finished our dinner Nana and I were up clearing away the dishes. Peanut lay asleep in his Daddy's arms, but Al was messing with his blanket and clothing to get him cozy.
"HEY! The cord stump came off!" he exclaimed.
Both of our heads shot around to look as Al held up the specimen for us to examine.
Then he promptly stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it.
"Now," he said solemnly, with a hint of tears in his voice, "I am bonded to my son forever."
Nana clutched the countertop and looked away in horror, "Al Okra, you are ..."
I about DIED laughing.
He'd only eaten a leftover mushroom from the pizza we'd just finished.
But that man? Ugh, he is a sicko!
I also blogged over at 5 Minutes for Parenting today. And you'll be able to read that post without gagging on your coffee, I promise. It's my first attempt to capture some of the raw emotion of our exciting and unexpected birth arrangements.