New dad’s class

Kurt’s “New dad’s class” was supposed to be on August 8th, but he didn’t go. It was his idea to sign up for that class in the first place, but he talked himself out of going. He figured as soon as he walked into the class with his motorcycle helmet the guys would tell him, “Oh you’ll have to give that up”. I guess he has already had a coworker talk to him about it and was amazed that I hadn’t *made* Kurt sell his toys, like I’m going to tell him what he can an can’t do with his own money or say he can’t have his one hobby.

I’m a little disappointed that he didn’t go because I was hoping that it would be a helpful class and make him a little less stressed about being a dad. What am I going to do though, scold him for not taking the class that was his idea to begin with? Anyway I think he might be doing better with the idea of having full control over a tiny human on his own. The other day he told me he was glad about the timing of her due date. I asked him why and he said, “Because she’ll be a week old when she gets to see her first motorcycle race with me.” – Awww that’s so cute (I almost cried). He added that she wouldn’t be able to see that far yet, so I told him he’ll just have to bring the TV closer

I know it’s just horrible that he isn’t talking about reading to her as part of quality time with dad, but at least it’s not “Baby Einstein“.