Dad Of The Year

  

Mom was out of town all week, flew back on a red eye, went to the Dr her first day back and on her second day back got the WORST stomach bug. I was an absolutely wreck. Dad stepped up and took over, about 20 min went by before I realized the house was way too quiet. I ventured downstairs expecting to see Roo’s car gone, but instead I found all my men, and pup, curled up. Andrew never, ever naps. This was it for me.

Solid As A Rock

This kid is obsessed with rocks. Always has one in each hand. He’ll spend hours attempting throws, and when I tell him it’s time to go, he always carries one or two home with him. We have tiny rock piles all over the house. Not the cleanest habit.

   
    
 

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New Year, New Journey

Happy New Year. And a merry belated birthdaymas.

We did things the unconventional way this holiday, and well, it couldn’t have been more festive. It was also 70 degrees, that’s 55 degrees warmer than we had it last year. I would have preferred more seasonal weather, but it was nice to send the kids out of the house without them looking like walking marshmallows.

Santa was good to us, it looks like a Toys R Us yard sale all over my house. And thank you to all friends and family who ignore age requirements on toys, leaving Roo and I to truly have to become kids again. One tradition we’re sticking with, dragging out opening presents. Rather than the 30 min mad dash of opening presents, the family takes their time and we end up spending all day opening gifts. You enjoy everything a bit more, and you get to hang out and savor the Christmas magic. Christmas Eve is my favorite day of the year, all that wonderment bottled up for 24 straight hours.

So, what’s with the radio silence? In case you haven’t noticed on any one of my social profiles, I take a crapton of pictures. It’s my thing. I love it. I remember as a kid seeing my dad walking around with a big Nikon camera around his neck, blame my genes, that man kept Kodak in business. Sometimes I don’t feel like talking y’all to death, I’m opting for visuals.

The kids are growing fast, like crazy-can’t-stand-it-fast. I smell Rhys’ head a million times a day, kissing those fat baby cheeks. We’re enjoy the babes being a bit older, able to get our more, they play/entertain each other far better, and personalities are a plenty.

January has been an absolutely whirlwind. Here’s to no signs of stopping in 2016.