Too bad the potty-training is yet to be, but the rest is here! I guess if you were to really get into it and look far enough down the road you'd find that all-of-a-sudden you're back in diapers...wait a second...
But that whole Diaper part II is way off.
Next thing you know you're washing dishes with Dad (see photo 2). Who knows, if you work hard, study the ways of the porcelain & silverware ninja, Dad might let you do the dishes all the time. But we're getting ahead of ourselves. Such an honor takes focus & determination, a few more inches of altitude and maybe a few more pounds...but then...oh, Dad would be so proud & happy.
My, how time flies. One day it's Brothers (1 & 2) sporting the robes of Grandma O's favor (see photo 3). Then you wake up one morning and its Brothers...uh,...(2 & 3)...sporting the same beloved habiliments (see photo 4).
So goes life on the right coast. It's beautiful here but cold. Do those descriptives even belong in the same sentence? Fortunately, however selfish, most of my frustrations with the weather are muttered from the other side of the hospital window. Heidi & the kids have to bear the brunt of the shivers what with all the errands, pre-school, n' such. Still I look forward to Spring. The additional daylight will be nice. Perhaps I'll re-confirm the existence of Earth's closest star on my way to and/or from the hospital. For now the days are seemingly perpetual night with the long hours at work.
For now, I'm going to put the kids in bed, watch the Superbowl commercials, and fast-foward thru the Superbowl (lovin' DVR).
Piece N' Love to all ya'll in cyperspace. I hope the weather's better there.
Jon
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