Well, Amelia did her part as a voter today. I'm just not sure what election they had at school...
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
Happy Anniversary
If you can believe it, today is our 6 year wedding anniversary. Ours is your typical storybook romance - I was looking for someone who could help me create children with giant, blue eyes and she was looking for someone who could help her do her taxes. As you may expect, we really took off from there. If you ask me, we're a match made in Heaven. Like I routinely tell her, she's beautiful, smart, loving, honest, and sincere. And like she told me once, I'm somewhat funny for a guy with a stable income. So, I think when you put those pieces together, the puzzle becomes quite clear.
In all seriousness, I love Meggan with all my heart. Not a single day goes by where I don't try to appreciate her to the fullest. Additionally, I do everything I can in an attempt to be a great husband...naturally, some days I'm more successful than others. So far, we've gone through a move to a new city, the purchase of a home, and the birth of two wonderful children. Our relationship hasn't been the same through all those events, but that's marriage for you. It's a living, breathing thing that changes on a daily basis. That said, it's been a near perfect 6 years for us and I truly hope there are decades upon decades more in our future... And she's told me that unless Luke Bryan comes calling, I'll probably suffice. So, I think we have a real shot.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Time Change
Here is how the Fall time change sounds to the following subsets of people...
Children - An hour less of sunlight after school? Laaaaaame!
College Kids - Wait, so Last Call and the time change both technically happen at 2:00am. Mind = blown.
Single People - Oh, it's so great to get an extra hour of sleep in the morning.
Parents of small children - Oh, holy hell, Everett and Amelia will now wake us up at 4:45, nap time is screwed, and they'll never be able to stay up late enough to get back on track. The space time continuum is forever broken. We should move to Arizona to avoid this whole time change issue.
Retired People - Who cares about the time change? I just need to know my tee time.
Children - An hour less of sunlight after school? Laaaaaame!
College Kids - Wait, so Last Call and the time change both technically happen at 2:00am. Mind = blown.
Single People - Oh, it's so great to get an extra hour of sleep in the morning.
Parents of small children - Oh, holy hell, Everett and Amelia will now wake us up at 4:45, nap time is screwed, and they'll never be able to stay up late enough to get back on track. The space time continuum is forever broken. We should move to Arizona to avoid this whole time change issue.
Retired People - Who cares about the time change? I just need to know my tee time.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Nice Day
Today was what Saturdays were meant for ... it included paintball, ballet, college football, pedicures, haircuts, new hats, and pizza.
Friday, November 2, 2012
Thursday, November 1, 2012
We Have a Problem
Things are great in our house, but they aren't perfect. I know perfect isn't really attainable, but we have a glaring problem staring us down. It isn't exactly a health issue. It isn't exactly a behavior issue. That said, I think it is some form of combination of the two. You see, I don't know any other way to say this, Amelia is a chronic farter. Now, I know some of you will get on me for sharing too much information about her bathroom habits. However, I'm not sure how you call them bathroom habits when she rarely does them in the bathroom. Also, I'm pretty sure she'd be proud I am sharing this fact. That is part of the problem - she is so happy with herself when she lets it rip. I've mentioned her gassy exploits on here before, but those are nothing compared to the last month or so. I can't tell you the last day I haven't heard her do it at least 5 blatant times (keep in mind I only see her for a few hours on school days). In case you don't hear her, she'll announce it with a loud "TOOOOT". If she has time, she'll do like she did tonight...make me think she is coming to sit on my lap only to give me a surprise crop dusting and run away. We've never shown her these things. We try not to make a big deal of it or encourage it with laughter. Meggan and I have tried everything we know to get her to be more private, more polite, and frankly more selective on her timing. For our efforts, we were rewarded with a her grandparents letting us know we are raising the gassiest little girl around when we got back from our vacation. I suppose it could be worse...like Everett....who barfs more than any baby in history.
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