I know I’ve said this before, but I’m going to say it again anyway. I love to see my kids playing together. One of our big worries when Adam was born (besides how we were going to pay the bills), was that seven years would prove to be too big a difference for Beth and Adam to be really close.
Thus far, it seems those worries were unfounded.
These last couple weeks have been really…
Something as simple as throwing rocks can fascinate kids for hours. We spent hours at the rocky end of the island this afternoon tossing rocks back out into the surf (it was actually pretty calm this afternoon).
For whatever reason, there’s something deeply satisfying about heaving a big rock out into the water and making a big splash – and I’m not immune. We started out with the…
… punched themselves in the face trying to remove a sock? It ranks right up there with hand v. ceiling fan, accidental dye jobs (the clothes formerly known as ‘whites’), bike v. parked car, unfortunate shirt/pants pairings, toe v. bed frame, and all the other things in life we learn the hard way.
Poor Adam. If he’s anything like his father, this evening’s…
Poor Adam stepped on another last week. Cheryl picked him up from school and took him to the doctor because he’d been coughing a lot. The doctor gave a listen to his lungs and gave a look of surprise. “Wow,” she said, “you’d never guess just looking at him that he’s wheezing.”
As the doctor said these words he was doing his impression of a perpetual motion…
You remember Pavlov, right? Well I get an immediate response whenever one of my children hears the shutter release on my camera.
Adam had fallen asleep on the train at Busch Gardens this afternoon, and Beth yelled out, “take a picture dad, take a picture!”
So I did.
“Let me see! Let me see!”
So I let her see.
“Oh, you can do better dad.”
Jeez, I can’t…
We’ve lived in our house for almost ten years. For all that time we’ve had locks on the drawers in our kitchen, socket covers on our electrical outlets, and cabinet locks on our… well… cabinets.
Why so long? We moved into our house when Beth was one. When Beth got to an age when they could come off we decided to have another child, so we left them on thinking we’d…
Today was supposed to be the day Beth and I went kayaking. Adam was in school, we both had the day off, and Cheryl was too sick to venture outdoors. Wa-la! The perfect day to rent a two-person kayak and tool around the the intra-coastal waterway for the day. The weather looked like it was trying really hard to do it’s part. It warmed up quickly around lunchtime and hovered around 70 all…
My wife was looking through the pictures I took today and put a few things together.
“I thought you said you didn’t know how Adam got his shoes wet?”
“No, I said I couldn’t stop him from getting his shoes wet.”
“So how many times had he jumped in the water before you got your timing down?”
“Well, I… ah… I didn’t think his…
If you’ve got kids, chances are you know all about different kinds of flooring and their carrying capacity for fluids. My fellow parents know all about carpeting, and it’s uncanny ability to absorb.
As some of you know, Beth had her share of health problems as a baby, and it led to a fair amount of clean up. It was one of the big reasons we pulled out our carpet. Hey, don’t…
In some ways I wish I had something bad to tell you, so I wouldn’t have to worry about balance taking a whack at me later this week. As it stands, I’m a little afraid about court tomorrow. Something really bad is bound to happen.
Saturday we went down to Ft Desoto. I can’t believe Adam’s three and we’ve never taken him. The kids liked the fort (what there is of it…