Life has been busy, lately. Numerous times over the past couple of months, I have told myself… “I should blog about this moment”, and then proceed to carry on with dinner, reading to the kids, catching up with work, or taking the trash out. They are priceless moments, too. The kids are doing something really funny, or smart, I am with the kids in the yard and get a new idea for a yard toy, or I’m sitting with my arm around a kid. These moments are almost always associated with the kids and wife. Call me sentimental. Anyway… I get these great blog ideas, and like I said, I completely let them wash over me and I never get to the computer to put them down in words. I like the blog, it’s not like I dislike writing or reading the blog. As a matter of fact, I love reading old posts. It’s sort of like opening the old photograph drawer and grabbing a handful of old photos for a few minutes. But, alas, I’ve been delinquent in writing the past couple of months. Primarily because I am now working the day shift, and V is working nights, so I don’t have the quiet time to blog. As the kids get older they are more independent and I do have more time during the day if I were to take advantage of it. Of course it seems like yesterday that V and I were literally running through the day dealing with family issues.
Isabel turned four today. Actually she turns four on Tuesday, but we had a party for her today. Just before we brought out the cake, she stopped me and said “I want you to sing the birthday song like this, and then proceeded to sing “Happy birthday to you, you live in a zoo, you act like a monkey and you look like one to.” Somehow, even after this wonderful demonstration, this didn’t click on everyone and we sang it with the regular words. Poor I. She cried and cried. Wouldn’t blow her candles out. So we sang it again, her version. All the kids got wands from Olivanders.
Birthday girl.
V and I were talking this afternoon about an event that happened nine years ago, before kids! I can’t believe how fast time goes by. Is it an age thing, or is it the kids that change the speed of time? Einstein said that time is relative, yes? I wonder if this is what he meant?
Later, Brad
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