it takes a village...or at least an uncle...

...here’s an interesting observation i made recently…cadence’s favorite person in the whole wide world besides her mommy and daddy (i’m ASSUMING we’re her top peeps) must be her uncle dave, ted’s oldest brother…whenever he comes over and she sees him, she squeals and giggles and wiggles her little body in the most adorable way…she doesn’t react this way to anybody else except for my friend john’s kitty katmandu…so dave gets to come over for a few hours, bask in our daughter’s earnest and innocent adoration, make her giggle and flap her arms the way only delighted babies do, and then he gets to go home… no dirty diapers, no tears, no whining, no chewed up nipples, no sleep lost…just the warm and fuzzy good stuff…

don’t get me wrong, i’m not jealous or anything…well, maybe just a little…actually, i’m glad cadence has someone she feels safe and at home with because one of these days, ted and i are going out on a date without her…not because we don’t like having her around, but because we’ll probably wanna catch a rock ‘n’ roll show or a movie and maybe even smoke a few cigs…that’s when having uncle dave around will pay off…if it takes a village to raise a child, well, i guess having uncle dave living a block away is a start; it may not be an entire village but it's at least a cul-de-sac…