I've been a bit out of touch lately because I'm busy. I'm doing a bit of real-live paycheck work.
Today I took advantage of Seth's fall football schedule and went into the office while he stayed home with Jasper.
The morning got off to a surprisingly good start. And when I left Seth was feeling confident, a little boost thanks, I'm sure, to my changing the morning poopy diaper just before I left. And apparently about 15 minutes later is when things began to deteriorate.
Jasper showed his daddy a new trick of climbing onto the ottoman in the parlor. Dad, ever with the iPhone, decided to take a picture of said trick. Then, what else to do with it but put it out there for the world on Twitter. With one eye on the little guy and one on the phone, he wrote a cute quip, hit the button and then froze. He'd accidentally sent it to his work Twitter account, not his personal one.
That means a few dozen friends and relatives who like reading every blip Seth makes in 140 characters or less did not receive the post. Instead, a mere 1,600 people who signed up for Oregon sports news got a snapshot of my monkey crawling on the furniture.
When he realized the mistake, he said he grabbed Jasper and headed to the computer in the den. Trying to pin Jasper on the couch next to him with an elbow, Seth called it up on the computer to fix the error. He then realized he couldn't do it on his own. About that time Jasper fell off the couch, thankfully, making a plop landing on his bottom. Once he spotted the remotes, the kid perked right up, he said.
At this point in Seth's relaying the morning to me, I ask, "Why didn't you put him in the Baby Einstein?" which is what we call our jumper/baby jail contraption, which Jasper is too big for but it works in a pinch.
"It was a moment of crisis," he said. "I wasn't thinking clearly. It was like that time when you spray painted the kitchen. Afterward you realized that was a really stupid idea."
True, so true. I very much underestimated the over spray factor and spent the next few weeks scrubbing tiny silver dots off of every surface in my kitchen.
In the end, the Tweet was pulled after Seth begged a colleague for help. Because the photo hadn't been saved anywhere else, I -- unlike the 1,576 Oregonian sports Twitter followers -- didn't get to see the picture. Perhaps a few of those people logged on expecting to see the latest on Chip Kelly's Ducks and instead got a glimpse of Jasper.
Too bad the grandmas don't follow that Twitter feed. I'm pretty sure they'd have thought it was newsworthy.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! This is priceless. Loving your blog and you two as parents. Keep up the time-consuming, sometimes depressing, always meaningful work. Oh. And I volunteer to clip Jasper's fingernails when I watch him next week! I have it down!!
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