Posted on: Thursday, August 21st, 2014 | No Comments
As I walked into the kitchen, I discovered Garrett standing on a stool while half-perched on the counter. In one hand, he held a pen. The other hand was used to keep a yellow pad of paper from sliding away. His brow was furrowed and he was passionately scribbling something.
“Garrett?” I asked. “What are you doing?”
He turned to me and announced “Blaggle, Flaggle, Blaggle.” (Ok, I’ve read too much “Knuffle Bunny.”)
And then, as clearly as I’d ever heard him say anything, I heard him say, “I writing Justin a note a come home a sleepover!!”
At first I was surprised to hear all those words coming out of his mouth. Then, I realized what he said. I had to make sure that I heard that I thought heard.
“Are you writing your brother a note to tell him to come home from his sleepover???”
Posted on: Tuesday, August 19th, 2014 | No Comments
While GWE was out of town and Justin was at a sleep over, I had Garrett all to myself. We decided to have a Guys’ Night Out – just the two of us! I scooped him up in one arm, grabbed the diaper bag in the other, and we were off for an evening of debauchery!
I decided that our first stop should be the toy store. Because Garrett is the second child, he suffers from a very real and debilitating sickness called “Toy-Hand-Me-Downtitis.” At our house, there are (literarily) hundreds of toys within his grasp! Yet, only a handful of them were purchased specifically for him. Most of the toys started out as Justin’s. So, not only does Garrett have to decide which toy he would like to play with, he also has to decide how much of Justin’s wrath he’s willing to put up with in order to … Continue reading →
Last week, GWE was in New York for the first part of the week on business and then in Houston over the weekend with family. In total, she was gone for 7 days! SEVEN LONG DAYS!!!!
When we were in our 20s and she traveled for business, it was great. I used to love it… Continue reading →
Posted on: Wednesday, July 23rd, 2014 | No Comments
Occasionally, there are things that happen which I have chosen not to write about. The reasons range from “it’s a long story” to “it’s too embarrassing” to “it would be unfair to point out the utter stupidity of someone who can’t defend themselves.” Garrett has been through 3 daycares in 6 months and I… Continue reading →
Maybe Garrett was happy to see GWE leave for a few days. Or, maybe it was the realization that Justin wasn’t in the house to defend his room at that moment. I don’t know if it was a spontaneous act of excitement or if Garrett had been planning this for weeks. Last Friday morning, Garrett… Continue reading →
Posted on: Thursday, July 10th, 2014 | No Comments
I do not know what my son is doing in the bathroom. For some reason, he has recently “discovered” the privacy of the bathroom and has spent upwards of AN HOUR in there. I’ve stood at the door many times and asked him if he was ok. He’s said, “I’m fine.” I’ve asked him if… Continue reading →
Posted on: Wednesday, July 9th, 2014 | No Comments
As parents, we expect our children to imitate some of our behaviors. Garrett is a smart and funny kid. I’ve seen him repeat things (sometimes inappropriate) that he’s heard…but, this is the first time he’s ever used props!
There are times when Garrett does not want eat the food on his plate. To get him… Continue reading →
What do you get when you give a seven year old a Flip Cam and ask him to record his mother’s performance? Pure hilarity…and nausea.
GWE was performing at T.H.E. Show in Newport Beach several weeks ago. She (and her band) were performing on a Friday, Saturday (twice), and Sunday. Since Justin had never seen… Continue reading →
I have been changing diapers every single day since 2006. I have officially had enough! The time has come to induct our youngest son into the Pantheon of Potty Pishers! We are now 6 days away from the potty training known as “Poo-mageddon 2014!”
Much like his older brother did 4 years ago, Garrett will… Continue reading →
Posted on: Wednesday, June 25th, 2014 | No Comments
As Garrett sat in the bathtub, he kept yelling, “Daddy! I want my pirate seat! I want my PIRATE SEAT!!!” “Huh???” I replied, quizzically. “What are you saying, Garrett?” “I WANT MY PIRATE SEAT!!!” he screamed again. I honestly had no idea what he was trying to tell me and asking him to “use his… Continue reading →