On most mornings, the two older redheads are up before Mommy and Daddy. They either go upstairs to play in their playroom, sit on the couch and wait for the TV to be turned on, or as in most cases, come wake us up.
This morning, the sun seemed to take its own time waking up and it was darker than usual so the girls actually slept in until around 6:45am. I was getting ready for work and didn't see them upstairs, on the couch, or under the covers on my side of the bed like they appear from time to time.
I crept quietly through the morning darkness and stood at the doorway of the girls' room so that I could see them but they couldn't see me. Morgan Dog was standing with his front paws on Emma's bed and Emma was delighted to be hugging him and just petting his head. Chloe was laying on her side with her head propped up by her little hand and she was quietly observing the actions taking place across the room.
After a quiet giggle she said "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww Morgan Boy!"
Good Snuggly Morning, Girls! Be good girls for Mommy today...
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Mydoitmyseef
Dearest Little Chloe -
How you make my head spin. You are growing up so fast and talking so well. I hope you know how much your Mommy and I love you. I wish you could stay a baby for a little while longer but I know you must join your sister in Youngladyhood. You are more precious than words can express. You are growing into a wonderful little lady for sure and I love your independent spirit - especially the part where you smile real big and say "No Daddy - My do it all by myyyyyyyyyseeeeeeeeeeeeeeef". Kisses and hugs baby girl. Dream sweetly.
How you make my head spin. You are growing up so fast and talking so well. I hope you know how much your Mommy and I love you. I wish you could stay a baby for a little while longer but I know you must join your sister in Youngladyhood. You are more precious than words can express. You are growing into a wonderful little lady for sure and I love your independent spirit - especially the part where you smile real big and say "No Daddy - My do it all by myyyyyyyyyseeeeeeeeeeeeeeef". Kisses and hugs baby girl. Dream sweetly.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
"Rated R" Rabbit
Today at lunch Emma and I had a short but interesting conversation:
"Daddy I'm watching Buster the Bunny." She said.
"Buster's a good show. Do you know what his last name is?" I asked.
"Yes. It's Buster.... Buster Bastard." She replied innocently.
It is amazing just how loud your eyes sound when you blink in complete silence.
"Daddy I'm watching Buster the Bunny." She said.
"Buster's a good show. Do you know what his last name is?" I asked.
"Yes. It's Buster.... Buster Bastard." She replied innocently.
It is amazing just how loud your eyes sound when you blink in complete silence.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Ballerina Soccer
I was putting Emma to bed last night and was pulling the sheets up and over her when she sat up in bed with this look of sadness on her little face.
"Daddy I can't find my ballerina soccer!" she whispered as not to wake her little sister who was snoring softly on the other side of the bedroom.
"What is that baby?" I asked.
"Well," she began, "it's for my ballerina and soccer." she said.
[She is taking neither ballet nor soccer]
"Um ok what does it look like?" I asked.
"It's orange and white and yellow and green and goes like this..." she said as she wiggled her finger in a downward motion.
"Ok great that helps a LOT!" I laughed
"THERE IT IS DADDY!" she said in a relieved voice as she grabbed it from under her snuggly yellow blanket.
"Well let's put ballerina soccer up here on your dresser while you are asleep." I said.
"Ok good idea - that will keep it safe!" she said I took what felt like paper from her little hands.
I put it safely on the dresser and kissed her goodnight and tucked her in. I went back into the den to continue working but my curiosity got the best of me and I returned to their bedroom to see exactly what was this prized possession.
It turns out it was a piece of paper neatly folded into quarters but slightly crumpled and moist from sweaty little hands. I walked over to the doorway so I could see this thing in the pale yellow light sneaking out of their bathroom.
I opened it up and saw nothing but squiggly lines on it.
It had to either be a list of things she wants to do, or a permission letter to take ballet or play soccer.
Good night my big baby girl.
May the soccer ballerinas pirouette happily in your dreams.
"Daddy I can't find my ballerina soccer!" she whispered as not to wake her little sister who was snoring softly on the other side of the bedroom.
"What is that baby?" I asked.
"Well," she began, "it's for my ballerina and soccer." she said.
[She is taking neither ballet nor soccer]
"Um ok what does it look like?" I asked.
"It's orange and white and yellow and green and goes like this..." she said as she wiggled her finger in a downward motion.
"Ok great that helps a LOT!" I laughed
"THERE IT IS DADDY!" she said in a relieved voice as she grabbed it from under her snuggly yellow blanket.
"Well let's put ballerina soccer up here on your dresser while you are asleep." I said.
"Ok good idea - that will keep it safe!" she said I took what felt like paper from her little hands.
I put it safely on the dresser and kissed her goodnight and tucked her in. I went back into the den to continue working but my curiosity got the best of me and I returned to their bedroom to see exactly what was this prized possession.
It turns out it was a piece of paper neatly folded into quarters but slightly crumpled and moist from sweaty little hands. I walked over to the doorway so I could see this thing in the pale yellow light sneaking out of their bathroom.
I opened it up and saw nothing but squiggly lines on it.
It had to either be a list of things she wants to do, or a permission letter to take ballet or play soccer.
Good night my big baby girl.
May the soccer ballerinas pirouette happily in your dreams.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Holiday Football
Baking assorted goodies for the Christmas Feast - $192.57
Decking the Halls in assorted lights for 4 redheaded women - $250.39
Making sure that three little girls had a very merry Christmas - $753.22
Snuggling with your oldest baby on a rainy Christmas afternoon and hearing her say "Merry Christmas Daddy - You have a head shaped like a football!"
PRICELESS
It was indeed a very Merry Christmas. The Dude Room wishes you and yours the same!
NOTE: All prices are for humor purposes only. The Dude does not have high enough security clearance to view receipts so he doesn't know the amount spent during the holidays. No children were harmed during the making of this blog post. This blog post is not tested on animals and is certified hypoallergenic by the FDA, USDA, NSA, FBI, FAA, CIA, IRS and the YMCA. This post will not cause global warming. Never tease this blog post. You should not read this blog post if you are pregnant, could become pregnant, or intend to become pregnant. Reading this post could cause abnormal laughter and snorting. Do not read this blog post while driving or sipping hot beverages. Do not look directly at the blog while reading. The blog may suddenly change directions and leave you dazed and confused. Do not read this blog post if you have experienced any of the following over the past 48 hours: Vertigo, fear of small rodents, drooling, excessive eating or drinking, Too Much Electronic Toys also known as TMET's Syndrome, or an erection lasting for more than 4 hours. Reading this blog while on MAO inhibitors may cause a sudden drop in blood pressure, difficulty urinating, apoxia, clubbed feet or Pillsbury Doughboy hands.
Decking the Halls in assorted lights for 4 redheaded women - $250.39
Making sure that three little girls had a very merry Christmas - $753.22
Snuggling with your oldest baby on a rainy Christmas afternoon and hearing her say "Merry Christmas Daddy - You have a head shaped like a football!"
PRICELESS
It was indeed a very Merry Christmas. The Dude Room wishes you and yours the same!
NOTE: All prices are for humor purposes only. The Dude does not have high enough security clearance to view receipts so he doesn't know the amount spent during the holidays. No children were harmed during the making of this blog post. This blog post is not tested on animals and is certified hypoallergenic by the FDA, USDA, NSA, FBI, FAA, CIA, IRS and the YMCA. This post will not cause global warming. Never tease this blog post. You should not read this blog post if you are pregnant, could become pregnant, or intend to become pregnant. Reading this post could cause abnormal laughter and snorting. Do not read this blog post while driving or sipping hot beverages. Do not look directly at the blog while reading. The blog may suddenly change directions and leave you dazed and confused. Do not read this blog post if you have experienced any of the following over the past 48 hours: Vertigo, fear of small rodents, drooling, excessive eating or drinking, Too Much Electronic Toys also known as TMET's Syndrome, or an erection lasting for more than 4 hours. Reading this blog while on MAO inhibitors may cause a sudden drop in blood pressure, difficulty urinating, apoxia, clubbed feet or Pillsbury Doughboy hands.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Doyah Pooyups
Last night was a tough one for the girls. Chloe actually took a nap but was still tired. Emma decided she didn't want to take a nap and was really tired. They both get really whiny when they need to go to bed. During the day, the Mrs. called me and I could tell she was near the end of her rope. She put the girls on the phone and I told each one of them to take a nap. I'm not sure if Chloe took what I said to heart or if she just decided to nap on her own. I also told the girls if they didn't take a nap, they'd get a Daddy Spankin' or something else when I got home.
So I walked into the house last night and asked Chloe if she took a nap. She shook her head and said "uh huh". I turned to Emma and she said "NO I'M GOING TO STAY UP ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT." That went over well.
"Do you want a spanking on your hand or on your bottom?" I asked.
"On my bottom but just a widdle spanking, ok?" She said.
As my heart was shattering inside, I said "Well that kind of defeats the purpose of spankings. I tell you what, I don't think that this deserves a spanking so what is something you want to do after dinner?"
"I want to eat a Christmas cookie!" she said.
"Well since you didn't take a nap today like mommy and daddy said, you cannot have a Christmas cookie." I replied.
[ Insert various pouting and tantrums here]
Once she had that out of her system we changed into our pajamas and started to wind down for the night. Emma was still whining so I told her if she kept it up, I'd put her back into baby diapers. She would not have that.
She stood up and dropped her PJs and said
"NO DADDY I'M GOING TO WEAR WOMAN PANTIES."
As she was pulling up her PJs, Chloe dropped hers and nodded her head and said "DOYAH POOYUPS - MY DO IT!"
That is her way of telling me she is going to wear Dora Pull-ups and she'll put them on and take them off as she sees fit.
Rock on my little independent ladies.
I then cuddled with all three of my daughters in my chair. Emma was on the right side. Chloe was bouncing on my knee and little sweet Lydia was nestled in the crook of my left arm. The Christmas tree was brightly lit in the corner of the den and I read A Berry Merry Christmas (Srawberry Shortcake and Friends) to my girls. I'm not sure who was having more fun.
So I walked into the house last night and asked Chloe if she took a nap. She shook her head and said "uh huh". I turned to Emma and she said "NO I'M GOING TO STAY UP ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT." That went over well.
"Do you want a spanking on your hand or on your bottom?" I asked.
"On my bottom but just a widdle spanking, ok?" She said.
As my heart was shattering inside, I said "Well that kind of defeats the purpose of spankings. I tell you what, I don't think that this deserves a spanking so what is something you want to do after dinner?"
"I want to eat a Christmas cookie!" she said.
"Well since you didn't take a nap today like mommy and daddy said, you cannot have a Christmas cookie." I replied.
[ Insert various pouting and tantrums here]
Once she had that out of her system we changed into our pajamas and started to wind down for the night. Emma was still whining so I told her if she kept it up, I'd put her back into baby diapers. She would not have that.
She stood up and dropped her PJs and said
"NO DADDY I'M GOING TO WEAR WOMAN PANTIES."
As she was pulling up her PJs, Chloe dropped hers and nodded her head and said "DOYAH POOYUPS - MY DO IT!"
That is her way of telling me she is going to wear Dora Pull-ups and she'll put them on and take them off as she sees fit.
Rock on my little independent ladies.
I then cuddled with all three of my daughters in my chair. Emma was on the right side. Chloe was bouncing on my knee and little sweet Lydia was nestled in the crook of my left arm. The Christmas tree was brightly lit in the corner of the den and I read A Berry Merry Christmas (Srawberry Shortcake and Friends) to my girls. I'm not sure who was having more fun.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Crickets
Yet another post from the dude room about events that happened during dinner. I am working so many hours, that is the only time I have to visit with my family.
Tonight the Mrs. made yet another yummy dinner. As we were finishing Emma was being so silly naming animals and then "how they sound". However, with her being silly she was mismatching things on purpose.
"Daddy do you know how a horse goes?" she asked.
"Nope!" I replied.
"baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" she giggled.
"Daddy do you know how a cow goes?" she asked.
"Nope!" I replied.
"bawk bawk bawk!" she said as she flapped her arms.
"Daddy do you know how a goat goes?" She asked.
"Nope!" I replied.
"moooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" she said with her neck outstretched.
Now little miss copy-cat, aka Chloe Ann, mimics her big sister in everything from dress to eating to attitude. Like her big sister she enjoys the funny stuff with daddy and mommy.
"wibbit wibbit!" Chloe said.
"Alright Chloe!" Momma replied.
Emma and I kept up our animal banter for a few more minutes. Now what happened next, should have been on video. I will try to illustrate what happened but i'm not sure it will do it justice.
As soon as she could slip in a word edgewise Chloe shouted
FOCK!
[ Insert silence with cricket noises here....]
After a short pause to roll my tongue back up in my mouth and scoop my jaw off the table I said "Excuse me young lady?" in my official DMV (Daddy's Mad Voice).
"Honey she's saying 'frog'..." the Mrs. said.
I felt much better after hearing this translation.
Tonight the Mrs. made yet another yummy dinner. As we were finishing Emma was being so silly naming animals and then "how they sound". However, with her being silly she was mismatching things on purpose.
"Daddy do you know how a horse goes?" she asked.
"Nope!" I replied.
"baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" she giggled.
"Daddy do you know how a cow goes?" she asked.
"Nope!" I replied.
"bawk bawk bawk!" she said as she flapped her arms.
"Daddy do you know how a goat goes?" She asked.
"Nope!" I replied.
"moooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" she said with her neck outstretched.
Now little miss copy-cat, aka Chloe Ann, mimics her big sister in everything from dress to eating to attitude. Like her big sister she enjoys the funny stuff with daddy and mommy.
"wibbit wibbit!" Chloe said.
"Alright Chloe!" Momma replied.
Emma and I kept up our animal banter for a few more minutes. Now what happened next, should have been on video. I will try to illustrate what happened but i'm not sure it will do it justice.
As soon as she could slip in a word edgewise Chloe shouted
FOCK!
[ Insert silence with cricket noises here....]
After a short pause to roll my tongue back up in my mouth and scoop my jaw off the table I said "Excuse me young lady?" in my official DMV (Daddy's Mad Voice).
"Honey she's saying 'frog'..." the Mrs. said.
I felt much better after hearing this translation.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Formalo
Well I'm still out here. I've been working myself dizzy. In November, I clocked over 260 hours. The good news is I get paid on half of those hours.... Wait - that doesn't sound like a good deal.
Tonight the Mrs. made yummy pizza for dinner. She is so good at that. I look forward to it whenever we get the chance to do it. Nothing beats homemade pizza!
While we were all munching on our pizza, Emma decided to tell me how big she was.
"Daddy I'm almost as big as you are!" she said triumphantly.
"Well you are getting to be a big girl for sure." I replied as I danced with Lydia in my arms to keep her happy and content.
Eating her pizza she said "I know. I used to drink that formalo like Lydia does but not any more."
"That's right baby." I said as I dipped Lydia.
"You know you'll remember dancing with her when you dance at her wedding." The Mrs. said.
"Shhhhhhh I don't want to think about that." I replied.
Dinner was great tonight.
I love you ladies.
Tonight the Mrs. made yummy pizza for dinner. She is so good at that. I look forward to it whenever we get the chance to do it. Nothing beats homemade pizza!
While we were all munching on our pizza, Emma decided to tell me how big she was.
"Daddy I'm almost as big as you are!" she said triumphantly.
"Well you are getting to be a big girl for sure." I replied as I danced with Lydia in my arms to keep her happy and content.
Eating her pizza she said "I know. I used to drink that formalo like Lydia does but not any more."
"That's right baby." I said as I dipped Lydia.
"You know you'll remember dancing with her when you dance at her wedding." The Mrs. said.
"Shhhhhhh I don't want to think about that." I replied.
Dinner was great tonight.
I love you ladies.
Monday, November 19, 2007
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?
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?
Sunday, November 18, 2007
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.
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.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
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.
Monday, November 12, 2007
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.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
A Scary Song For Daddy
Well this morning was a treat for sure. Since we moved into the new house, neither me nor the Mrs. have parked in our own garage. The reason is because we have been using that as a collection point for all of the stuff we wanted to donate to Amvets and not bring into the house. I would estimate that it ended up being about 2 or 3 pickup truck loads worth of stuff and I am positive that it will go to someone that really needs it. Anyway, they came to pickup the stuff last week so we can actually park one of our vehicles in the garage at the moment. The Mrs. suggested last night that I park in the garage so I wouldn't have to wait for my car to warm up this morning. She is so smart! What a great idea. That is why my day started out as a treat - not having to let my car run to defrost the windows and warm up. The garage is a great invention for sure and will not be taken for granted.
After Emma said that Daddy was silly for "parking the car in the house", we buckled up, opened the garage door and started the warm car.
"This is the life!" I thought to myself as I sipped my coffee.
The girls were exceptionally cute today in their matching Halloween shirts we bought at Cracker Barrel a few weeks ago. After a night of pumpkin carvin' (or puhkeens as Chloe calls them), the girls were primed to be excited about dressing up in their costumes tonight. They are really into it this year. Emma drew her own design on the pumpkin and momma expertly carved it out - complete with all four of the eyes. As Emma said "4 eyes is more better, Daddy". (What do you bet she will color the squirrels purple when she's at school?)
We were half way to school when Emma said "Hey Chloe let's sing a special scary song for Daddy!"
"Uh Huh..." Chloe said as she pointed and yelled "HOBBY HOBBY!" as we passed by the Hobby Lobby. Emma still calls it the Hobby Hobby too and I'm not one to stop them - it is so cute when they do it!
As I drove onward, I wondered just how special this song would be. Would this song be like The Daddy Song, by Emma? Would it be something new with words like "I adore my Daddy" or "Daddy is my best friend" or "Daddy, Silly Daddy"? I shook with anticipation as the girls cleared their throats to begin their song, as conducted and soloed by Emma:
A - B - C - D - E - F BOO!
"Oh Emma! That really was a scary song!" I shouted as the girls cackled in the backseat.
Happy Halloween Everyone!
After Emma said that Daddy was silly for "parking the car in the house", we buckled up, opened the garage door and started the warm car.
"This is the life!" I thought to myself as I sipped my coffee.
The girls were exceptionally cute today in their matching Halloween shirts we bought at Cracker Barrel a few weeks ago. After a night of pumpkin carvin' (or puhkeens as Chloe calls them), the girls were primed to be excited about dressing up in their costumes tonight. They are really into it this year. Emma drew her own design on the pumpkin and momma expertly carved it out - complete with all four of the eyes. As Emma said "4 eyes is more better, Daddy". (What do you bet she will color the squirrels purple when she's at school?)
We were half way to school when Emma said "Hey Chloe let's sing a special scary song for Daddy!"
"Uh Huh..." Chloe said as she pointed and yelled "HOBBY HOBBY!" as we passed by the Hobby Lobby. Emma still calls it the Hobby Hobby too and I'm not one to stop them - it is so cute when they do it!
As I drove onward, I wondered just how special this song would be. Would this song be like The Daddy Song, by Emma? Would it be something new with words like "I adore my Daddy" or "Daddy is my best friend" or "Daddy, Silly Daddy"? I shook with anticipation as the girls cleared their throats to begin their song, as conducted and soloed by Emma:
A - B - C - D - E - F BOO!
"Oh Emma! That really was a scary song!" I shouted as the girls cackled in the backseat.
Happy Halloween Everyone!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Halloween Smells
Last night we had our first frost of the year. What a relief! Cooler weather has prevailed for a few weeks now and I think the heat from the summer is finally gone until next year. Now if we could just get some rain....
This morning it was cold - cold enough I needed to start the car well before we headed to school. I could tell that someone around us had a fire going because the smoke hung heavily above our street and the air smelled of days gone by sitting around a campfire.
I went back inside and shook off the cold. The girls were still asleep all snuggled under their covers. I hate waking them up when they are sleeping so well. I wonder what they dream about.
After getting the girls ready for school, they both put on their new winter jackets and we headed out. The cold air rushed at the girls as we headed to the car.
"Ooooooooooooooooh Daddy - It smells windy!" Emma said.
"Yeah Daddy, windy." Chloe mumbled.
This morning it was cold - cold enough I needed to start the car well before we headed to school. I could tell that someone around us had a fire going because the smoke hung heavily above our street and the air smelled of days gone by sitting around a campfire.
I went back inside and shook off the cold. The girls were still asleep all snuggled under their covers. I hate waking them up when they are sleeping so well. I wonder what they dream about.
After getting the girls ready for school, they both put on their new winter jackets and we headed out. The cold air rushed at the girls as we headed to the car.
"Ooooooooooooooooh Daddy - It smells windy!" Emma said.
"Yeah Daddy, windy." Chloe mumbled.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Peas and White Cereal
Emma and Chloe woke up early this morning and ironically went straight to their playroom rather than playing "Crawl all over Daddy". CAOD is quite fun for them especially when I am asleep. One time not too long ago, Chloe played WDOD which I do not care for. WDOD stands for "Wet Diaper On Daddy." She woke me up a few weeks ago by smacking me in the face with her wet pullup while saying "duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurty." I really don't care to wakeup in that manner.
Anyway I was able to take a shower and get dressed this morning without interference. Usually the kids want to come into the bathroom and just chat. Other mornings, Morgan will come into the bathroom and lick the shower door. That is his special way of saying "Hey jackass, I'm thirsty."
It still creeps me out.
I walked into the kitchen half asleep and poured my coffee. I was getting something to take and eat on the drive to work when Emma popped her head around the corner.
"Gooooooood Morning Daddy!" She brightly exclaimed.
"Hello there, Sweety. Did you sleep well?" I asked.
"I sure did and now I'm wide awake!" she responded.
"I can tell" I chuckled. "What are you and your sister up to this morning?"
"Oh we are having a wonderful picnic in the paywoom" Emma said.
"I sure hope you remember to eat healthy" I quipped.
"Well, we are. We're having peas and white cereal (frosted shredded wheat) with our dollies - and it is goooooo-ooooooooood." Emma said with a beautiful smile.
"Are your dollies eating too?" I asked.
"Ummmmmmmmmmm no Daddy - they are dolls." She replied.
I'm still giggling about that one 12 hours later. She makes me feel so smart.
Anyway I was able to take a shower and get dressed this morning without interference. Usually the kids want to come into the bathroom and just chat. Other mornings, Morgan will come into the bathroom and lick the shower door. That is his special way of saying "Hey jackass, I'm thirsty."
It still creeps me out.
I walked into the kitchen half asleep and poured my coffee. I was getting something to take and eat on the drive to work when Emma popped her head around the corner.
"Gooooooood Morning Daddy!" She brightly exclaimed.
"Hello there, Sweety. Did you sleep well?" I asked.
"I sure did and now I'm wide awake!" she responded.
"I can tell" I chuckled. "What are you and your sister up to this morning?"
"Oh we are having a wonderful picnic in the paywoom" Emma said.
"I sure hope you remember to eat healthy" I quipped.
"Well, we are. We're having peas and white cereal (frosted shredded wheat) with our dollies - and it is goooooo-ooooooooood." Emma said with a beautiful smile.
"Are your dollies eating too?" I asked.
"Ummmmmmmmmmm no Daddy - they are dolls." She replied.
I'm still giggling about that one 12 hours later. She makes me feel so smart.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Mommy Yaryoo
Tonight after dinner, the Mrs. went out for some "me time". I think she likes her time even if it's a quick trip to one of her favorite stores just to walk the aisles. Don't get me wrong - we love all of our kids beyond words. We are lucky enough for one of us to be able to stay home with the kids; however, after 11 hours of booger wiping, sippy cup refills, "don't do that", "do this", "don't eat that", "get your foot out of your mouth" and other assorted micromanagement tasks - a woman needs time just to get away. So the Mrs. left for a few and I cleaned the kitchen and got the kids ready for bed.
As I was loading the dishwasher, Chloe was walking from room to room screaming "MOMMY YAR YOO?"
It wasn't a panic type scream. It was simply an inquisitive scream which was probably loud enough for her mommy to hear across town at Target.
Mommy - just know your kids love you immensely and miss you when you're away even if it's for a very quick "me time."
We love you mommy.
As I was loading the dishwasher, Chloe was walking from room to room screaming "MOMMY YAR YOO?"
It wasn't a panic type scream. It was simply an inquisitive scream which was probably loud enough for her mommy to hear across town at Target.
Mommy - just know your kids love you immensely and miss you when you're away even if it's for a very quick "me time."
We love you mommy.
Daddy Wuvu
As I said earlier, yesterday was a gloomy day. As soon as I got in my car to head home from the office, the skys seemed to open up. I rounded a curve and hit a pothole covered in water and blew out my back tire. I wobbled on 3 tires for about a quarter mile and went in the wrong way to a parking garage in a not-so-good area of town. Visions of getting shot in a driveby or mugged in that dark place filled my head. I could only think of my beautiful wife and little girls as I worked furiously to get the spare tire on the car as I periodically stood up and surveyed my surroundings. Needless to say it was a creepy situation. The spare tire was on the car but it had very low air pressure. I decided to take my chances and go around the corner to a gas station and fill up the tire there.
A spare tire is kind of like a get-out-of-jail-free card. You never know when you'll need it but it's always good to have. Make it a point to check their air pressure in your spare tire as often as you do your other tires. It's a good habit to start.
I arrived at the gas station going very slowly as to not bend the rim or hurt the spare tire any more.
NO AIR? What the hell. This is a national chain gas station and they don't have air? I shall write a letter over this one for sure. The next gas station was about 2 miles away so I headed out.
Through pouring rain and stoplights I slowly crept on a wounded tire. The sweat stung my eyes but I couldn't wipe my brow because I had grease all over my hands. I managed to find a wipe under the seat left by one of the kids and cleaned a finger good enough I could clear the sweat from my eye. I have to be very careful with my left eye because I just had the second of three shots to try and stop this hemorrhage from leaking in my eye and it's very suseptible to infection at the moment.
I rolled into the parking lot and found their air service. I went into wash my hands and get something to drink and snack on. It would be a long drive home at 45 mph through the blinding rain on a tiny doughnut spare tire. NOTE TO SELF: Next car you purchase, inspect the spare to make sure it's a full size tire.
I finally pulled in the driveway and the rain was still coming down pretty good. I walked up to the front door. My beautiful wife was preparing the children's dinner plates and I could see Chloe sitting in her chair. The light from inside the house seemed to blanket the front porch making it feel warm and inviting. The dog was curled up on the floor probably dreaming about chasing his ball or picking on the cat.
I stood there for just a second to take this scene in. "My God, I am blessed!" I thought as I smelled dinner knocking on the slightly foggy window panes. I snuck in the door and softly shut and locked it behind me. After setting down my daddy stuff, Chloe finally saw me and just turned to me and as clear as a bell said "Hi Daddy, wuv u".
The anxiety of my day just didn't matter any longer and just drifted away. My middle child, without pompting, had welcomed me home and told me that she loved me.
I am so lucky. I fixed my plate then kissed my family and sat down at the table. The girls bowed their little heads, said the blessing, and then resumed being the wonderful kids they are.
After dinner I cleaned the kitchen and gave the girls a quick bath. They had the choice of wresslin on the floor or reading bedtime stories. My girls chose wresslin just to have a little more time with daddy before they had to go to bed.
It was a good day yesterday.
A spare tire is kind of like a get-out-of-jail-free card. You never know when you'll need it but it's always good to have. Make it a point to check their air pressure in your spare tire as often as you do your other tires. It's a good habit to start.
I arrived at the gas station going very slowly as to not bend the rim or hurt the spare tire any more.
NO AIR? What the hell. This is a national chain gas station and they don't have air? I shall write a letter over this one for sure. The next gas station was about 2 miles away so I headed out.
Through pouring rain and stoplights I slowly crept on a wounded tire. The sweat stung my eyes but I couldn't wipe my brow because I had grease all over my hands. I managed to find a wipe under the seat left by one of the kids and cleaned a finger good enough I could clear the sweat from my eye. I have to be very careful with my left eye because I just had the second of three shots to try and stop this hemorrhage from leaking in my eye and it's very suseptible to infection at the moment.
I rolled into the parking lot and found their air service. I went into wash my hands and get something to drink and snack on. It would be a long drive home at 45 mph through the blinding rain on a tiny doughnut spare tire. NOTE TO SELF: Next car you purchase, inspect the spare to make sure it's a full size tire.
I finally pulled in the driveway and the rain was still coming down pretty good. I walked up to the front door. My beautiful wife was preparing the children's dinner plates and I could see Chloe sitting in her chair. The light from inside the house seemed to blanket the front porch making it feel warm and inviting. The dog was curled up on the floor probably dreaming about chasing his ball or picking on the cat.
I stood there for just a second to take this scene in. "My God, I am blessed!" I thought as I smelled dinner knocking on the slightly foggy window panes. I snuck in the door and softly shut and locked it behind me. After setting down my daddy stuff, Chloe finally saw me and just turned to me and as clear as a bell said "Hi Daddy, wuv u".
The anxiety of my day just didn't matter any longer and just drifted away. My middle child, without pompting, had welcomed me home and told me that she loved me.
I am so lucky. I fixed my plate then kissed my family and sat down at the table. The girls bowed their little heads, said the blessing, and then resumed being the wonderful kids they are.
After dinner I cleaned the kitchen and gave the girls a quick bath. They had the choice of wresslin on the floor or reading bedtime stories. My girls chose wresslin just to have a little more time with daddy before they had to go to bed.
It was a good day yesterday.
Homesick...
Yesterday was a gloomy day. We are finally getting some of the rain which we so desparately need! On gloomy days it just seems harder to wake up and get going. It's also a good day to just not feel well. Perhaps the rain and gray skies make us feel better when we're feeling bad. Yesterday I was getting ready to take the girls to school and Emma looked at me and said "Daddy I'm homesick."
Confused, I replied "Baby you are at home, how can you be homesick?"
"I have a cough and other things. I need to stay home sick and not go to school."
That immediately brightened my day.
Confused, I replied "Baby you are at home, how can you be homesick?"
"I have a cough and other things. I need to stay home sick and not go to school."
That immediately brightened my day.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Do you want fries with that?
Ok try this. Close your eyes and picture your typical McDonalds restaurant. I'm sure you can vividly see the playground, the yellow and red sign, the chocolate milkshake which always seems to spill out of the bottom of the outside garbage cans, and the red roof with the yellow lights. I've never bothered thinking about what they are - or what they could be. They were just the yellow lights illuminating the night sky.
This morning on the way to drop the girls off at their school, the stars were still shining brightly as the sun crept over the mountains. We were at a stoplight and playing rounds of "I Spy". Which by the way, every time it was Chloe's turn, she just said "cooooooooookie".
Anyway Emma was quietly looking out the window with a smile on her face and patiently waiting for her turn at the game. I could tell that she was looking at McDonalds and then she caught me off guard.
I was expecting for her to say "I spy a slide" or something like that.
"I spy yellow french fries Daddy." Emma said.
"Where do you see that, baby?" I asked.
"On the woof on McDonalds!" She exclaimed.
This morning on the way to drop the girls off at their school, the stars were still shining brightly as the sun crept over the mountains. We were at a stoplight and playing rounds of "I Spy". Which by the way, every time it was Chloe's turn, she just said "cooooooooookie".
Anyway Emma was quietly looking out the window with a smile on her face and patiently waiting for her turn at the game. I could tell that she was looking at McDonalds and then she caught me off guard.
I was expecting for her to say "I spy a slide" or something like that.
"I spy yellow french fries Daddy." Emma said.
"Where do you see that, baby?" I asked.
"On the woof on McDonalds!" She exclaimed.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Now You See Me...
Tonight at dinner, Chloe started closing her eyes and giggling hysterically. After watching her for a few minutes I caught on.
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere's Chloe?" I asked.
She sat their giggling for a few seconds then peeked out of the corner of her eyes.
"OH MY GOODNESS! THERE SHE IS! YOU SCARED ME CHLOE!" I shouted.
It's funny to see your kids do something cute for the first time. How lucky would we be as adults if we could just close our eyes and think that no one could see us. I shall try that tomorrow at the office.
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere's Chloe?" I asked.
She sat their giggling for a few seconds then peeked out of the corner of her eyes.
"OH MY GOODNESS! THERE SHE IS! YOU SCARED ME CHLOE!" I shouted.
It's funny to see your kids do something cute for the first time. How lucky would we be as adults if we could just close our eyes and think that no one could see us. I shall try that tomorrow at the office.
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