Screw You Guys, I'm Goin' Home!

The lines we picked up over the years typically were followed by an expression on my mom's face hoping it wouldn't stick. For some reason however she always laughed when we whipped out the "screw you guys, I'm goin' home!" There are many thoughts I could share on his bitter/sweet anniversary, but mostly I just feel like imagining her saying it and laughing.

Organic Diet

Titan eats rocks, sand, crayons, cardboard, you name it; I worried this day was coming...

Titan was gagging, not choking, gagging and I really didn't get why. Then he spit out some food... nope, poop. I launched a full-fledged investigation into who's it was, but it is a mystery. He had a look on his face like he had been betrayed and although clear, kept wiping his tongue on any toy or cloth he could find. I couldn't stop laughing watching him. I guess he learned his lesson; soft, brown M&Ms are yucky.

The Talk

Maximus was talking to me about the baby in my tummy the other day. He asked, "did you eat it?" I thought about it for a second and then said yes. I'm glad we had the talk. :) I figure he's 4, we have some time.

It's a Boy!

It took a lot of convincing by the ultrasound tech, but hooray for boy #3!

The Big 30!

Technically reaching 30 mostly involves continuing to breath, getting out of the way of a few busses here and there, and God’s will to leave you here. I often think that the mother deserves the gifts on a birthday. However, just surviving to 30 would not merit me allowing the kids to trash the house while I posted in his honor so there must be much more to Michael.

You are kind, even when others *cough me cough* are not.

You are funny and a good sport even when things suck.

You are willing to change and improve, yet love others even when they don’t.

You support and love our family in every way… it’s a big deal.

You are my friend… patient, loyal, and great at listening.

You are good lookin! For the record.

You excel in all areas of life, always choosing the higher road.

You are a great father, willing to teach, have fun, and even change diapers. I love that you love babies.

Thank you for your love and great example!

Happy #30 to the man I would choose again. We love you!

Oy Vey!

Maximus was trying to fit a ton of spare parts into the back of Mr. Potato Head today. Like they do in Toy Story 2 he says things like “and your angry eyes, because you never know”. I laughed and was willing to help him open the back and put things in until he decided to add an extra pair of shoes (which are huge) in with everything else.

Teaching moment! I thought to myself…

Me: Maxx, you can’t fit all that in there. Just because they do it on TV doesn’t mean you can really do it.

Maxx: Yes it does.

He waked away and came back 5 minute later with everything crammed into it.

There will be no living with him after this.

Happy #29!

My Grandma Jackman loved to keep track of how old her relatives would have been; it drove my mom nuts. She would always say, “no, he’s not 112 because he died 40 years ago”. :) Daughter-in-laws, there’s no pleasing them.

Anyhow to respect my mother’s wishes she will never age past 52, and really I am sure she looks and feels a lot more like 29.

So Mom, happy #29 again, I love you.