Half Deer

So if you haven't heard, I've been working incredible hours plus driving 45 miles each way for about 10 days now. We're getting a new POS up and running at work and it is a hands-on type of installation. As a result, getting home late makes for a very short evening with my girls. The Mrs. is about ready to pull her hair out too because her day is longer as a result of all my long hours.

Anyway we seem to be eating out a few times a week just to make things easier on both of us at the moment. Tonight it was Cracker Barrel Night. The girls were of course precious as usual and pretty well-behaved. Somehow our conversation turned to hunting. I have no idea how or why really. I think Emma brought it up but I can't be sure. Whenever you eat at an establishment that has half a deer sticking out of the wall, odds are at some point during your visit the topic will come up.

"Mommy some people shoot deers and cook them and eat them!" Emma said.

"Well... that is how some people eat." Momma replied.

"What do they shoot the deer with, Emma?" I asked.

[EDITORIAL NOTE: Now at this point in time, I believed this to be a rhetorical question. I just knew she would answer "a gun". However, my daughter is a Hendrix and is already showing her divergent thinking...]

"Well...." She began. "They take this pointy thing and put it in a tube and PPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT it at the deer."

Ok fess up - who the heck is teaching my children the fine art of large game hunting with a blowgun?

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Daddy - Timeout, TIMEOUT!!!

Tonight at dinner, the girls were being absolutely adorable. Nothing special - just being their sweet selves. Emma decided it would be a good thing to play with her spaghetti noodles on the table. I simply asked her not to do that and to put her food back on her plate.

Chloe immediately pointed at her and in a half-panic-stricken voice looked at me and said "Oooooh oooh Daddy - Timeout TIMEOUT."

I think I choked when she said that.

5

The Mrs. and I celebrated 5 years of marriage yesterday. Lots has changed since we first got married including 2 new residences, three babies, and a major employment shift for myself. Vacations, happy and sad times, cherished memories we have made. You have changed my life for the better! I love you sweetheart.

A Perfect 10

Tonight I was cleaning up after dinner and Chloe Bug was crawling around on the floor acting like a little kitty cat. On her second lap through the kitchen between the "meows", my little angel counted to 10 - clear as a bell. Now to make sure that I wasn't mis-understanding her, on the third lap through the kitchen I asked her to count to ten and she did it again. Of course there were assorted YAYs and HOORAYs and hugs flying in all directions.