fist pump!

As soon as Baby falls asleep for his nap on the weekends under my watch, I clench my fist, pump it in, and raise my knee a little, as I whisper “Yes.” And then I hold the position for a moment, before I realize what I’m doing and recover. That’s kind of bad, right?

Of course, he doesn’t fall asleep in the crib. We have to walk for like 20 minutes and it has to be something that happens to him without him knowing, otherwise, ka-boom, but when it works? Awesome…and then my body convulses into a nerdy fist pump and I feel a moment of happy satisfaction. It’s all I can do from stopping myself from kneeling on the street and doing like a bow-and-arrow style fist pump.

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