Happy Halloween!

V dressed her up this morning for me before I left for work. More pics later of all the kids.

Ode to V

Three things:
Yes, I'm going to continue to refer to her as V. Too bad, it's my blog.
I suck at poetry and I don't even know what an Ode is.
If you don't like PDAs, then you might want to skip this one.

V is beautiful.

A beautiful person.
Stunning.
Naturally beautiful.
She glows.
She lights up the room.
She lights up my life.
She takes my breath away.
She makes me a better person.
My heart feels like it may burst.
I am blessed.

Gone Going Gone

Funny story from this weekend.

Saturday morning is going ahead like usual. We're all bouncing around the house trying to get the day started and trying to get the girls ready for Hip-Hop class. Generally speaking, before 9am we don't really pay as close attention to the kids as most times because we're busy with morning prep and we tend to let them play and stay out of our hair. Ok, I'd better qualify that last remark, I don't really pay close attention in the morning, V always seems to be aware of everything around her.
Anyway, so I'm taking care of things and letting the wife relax with the baby when Megan comes up to me with a smile and says, "Did you notice anything missing?". Not a good question. But what choice do I have, I'll play along.

"No, I didn't notice anything, why? And why do you have your jacket on?" She can barely keep in her giggles at this point and my curiousity is growing as she leads me to the front door.

"It's moving day! I'm moving." she proclaims, as she shows me the following.



That's all the stuff she's decided to bring with her, and she's going to wrap it all up in her blanket to carry it. Then she tells me, "There's a note on the fridge that explains everything."



For those of you not fluent in 6-year-old, let me translate:
"I am moving away, my new phone number is 60999 0110. Your daughter Megan"

I am laughing my ass off at this point and I'm wondering what country she's headed to with a phone number like that. By the time I got back to the front door she was already on her way out.




I grabbed the camera as quick as I could and shot the following video:


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Then I threw some shoes on and booked it out the door to catch her. By the time I got around the corner she had turned around with a huge smile on her face and told me,
"I changed my mind, I've decided to stay with you guys. Can you help me carry my stuff?"

Man, you just never know what the day will bring.

Seriously

I really don't like to gush too much about my kids, because I know how annoying it can be and how biased I am. And I know that I do gush about my girls a lot anyway, but V just sent me this picture at work and all I could think is "Seriously! She is ridiculously cute! She's amazing!". So, I'm posting the picture and I'm gushing about her. No one reads this stuff anyway.

Oh man, I love that little girl.

Muffin Top

One thing I've always respected about my wife is her honesty. (side note: should I start referring to Vicki as V? It seems to be the cool thing to do, and if I'm anything, it's cool)
V always has amazing tact and the ability to be honest while still giving full respect to the feelings of others. One exception there, me.
I guess it's one of the perks, one of the many perks, of being married to me, that she has someone that she can be honest with without having to worry about tact and feelings and all that sissy stuff. So, this is what I got last night when I removed my shirt before getting into bed:

"Oh my goodness, have you seen yourself? Seriously, look in the mirror, look at how you look with that belt!"

I crouch down to get a view of what's she's talking about (yes, crouch down, because our bedroom mirror is still leaning against the wall because I have yet to take the 10 mins to hang it, and then find out that I've hung it way too high. Don't ask). And to her credit it's pretty darn obvious what she's talking about.
My usual breathtaking physique has a new addition. The Muffin Top. Gracefully spilling over the sides of my jeans, my waist is showing the effects of my heart-healthy diet.
V continues to comment as I get into bed and try to sleep as fast as I can:

"Seriously, you need to do something about that, I worry about you. That is not healthy."

Again, she's right, but where's the tact and gentle delivery for me?

Ah, who am I kidding? With my nutritional history, she is being gentle.

The Dream is Over

I've had my last Krispy Kreme.

Today is the day I start on the path to healthier living. This will probably be a long path, and let's be real, you know I'm going to be walking on this path, very slowly. But you have to start somewhere and I'm starting with Krispy Kreme.

So, I decided to go out with a bang. I walked in this morning on my way to work and ordered 6 original glazed, all for me. Here's where it got interesting. My regular girl was working and I told her that this would be my last visit so I was going to go big and have 6 today. She had different ideas. As she handed me my free sample, hot right from the machine, she told me I was getting a full dozen today, in honor of it being my last visit and all. She said she'd put them into two small boxes of six each so I could eat six now and enjoy six later. This time it was me that had different ideas.

So, I'm sitting here at my desk enjoying my coffee, and the first 3 people that get to the kitchen here this morning will have a nice little treat for them, courtesy of me and my Krispy Kreme girl. I'm all about the charity.

Little Feet

I love Lauren's little feet.

And her little face.

And I love seeing what her little feet and face are going to grow up to be.

Lauren loves baths.

I Wish I Was Bored

Do you remember what it was like to be bored? Seriously, how many times back in high school were you just bored? Nothing to do, nowhere to be, and no one needing us for anything in particular. . . And we hated it! I would my left...umm...well I'd give a lot right now to be bored, truly bored, just for an hour even.

So, today was once again not boring. I personally set it up to be not boring yesterday afternoon when I realized that my wife had no idea how to run her own life or be an adult so I decided that I should tell her how to do that. By yelling. And being mean. And if any husbands out there don't know yet how to tell if your wife has finally understood the wisdom of your teachings, here's a hint: When you see the tears, you know your job is done.

So, our couch is remarkably comfortable, for anyone that might want to come stay with us. So, I made like a cockroach this morning and scurried out the door at the first sign of light. I spent the day trying to concentrate on my work while feeling like a miserable piece of shit and trying to imagine just how my night was going to play out. The drive home was FUN! Fun like walking into a bear's den wearing a steak suit. And how did my night go? What did I get from my wife?

Civility. Conversation. We even had some special time sitting on the couch watching TV with Lauren. So now I'm sitting here feeling even worse than I did this morning. Nicely played Mrs. Rogall, nicely played.

Tomorrow brings with it a field trip for Megan, problems to solve at work, countless errands to run, and a halloween party for Megan at her Sparks meeting, not to mention all the usual crap. Like I said, I wish I was bored.

I'm In Love

Head over heels for this girl.

Talented

That is a good description for my wife. Seriously, besides all the mothering, wifely stuff she does everyday, y'know, basically keeping our family running, she also has a million and one other talents that she tends to keep hidden.
One of those is photography, although she would beg to differ. She always says that she can never get the good shots and doesn't know enough about the camera to use it properly. Well, I know everything about the camera and I never get shots like she does.

All this just came to mind again when I saw the following picture:

Of course, it's hard to screw it up when you have such a beautiful subject...and Lauren.

Happy Thanksgiving!

We had a great weekend hanging out and having fun. Today we went to Aldor Acres with the kids and they had a blast. As you can see from the pictures, Lauren was absolutely enthralled with the whole experience.
Hope everyone had a good long weekend. Peace out!