Yes, I felt bad after this happened. It's funny, so I'm posting it.
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Can you keep another secret?
Part duex - Do you think anyone would notice that my child is smoking marijuana? Shhhh, don't say anything!P.S. picture was taken @ the Thunder in the Desert air show.
Mister Potato Head
I think most people can agree that Mister Potato Head is a classic. I find it amazing when I see things that last for generations. It is not often that someting you played with as a kid, or thought was cool at some time in your life, will be appreciated in the same way by your children. Someone got Liam a Mister Potato Head (Giant) that had Mister Potato Head's and mini Mister Potato Head's inside of it. In the spacious toy room I call our house, it seems like there are bits and pieces of this spud everywhere. I suspect the reason Liam loves this toy so much is because he's got a builders mind. He's always trying to construct things and then knock them down. Also, this toy has many features. For example, the giant hat is really cool when spun on a finger. Even cooler when you spin it on the tile like a top. Even cooler then that when you spin it like a top and put the mini spuds in it. Even the cousins get in on the action. |
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Can you keep a secret?
Do you think anyone would notice that my child is smoking marijuana? Shhhh, don't say anything!P.S. picture was taken @ the Santan Mall pimp slide.
My Dream as a Father
I grew up with out a father. I knew of him and he briefly came into my life when I was very young, but he was never a part of my life. My father figures were my coaches in sports and my mom, aunt and grandmother.
I wanted to make sure that when I had a son, that I’d give him all the love and bonding that I never got from my dad. The concept is simple really. Your children are an extension of your flesh and blood. You are there to raise them, protect the and love them. It is easy for me to say my dad is a chicken shit who lacked common sense.
Even without a father, I was always the sports stud. The sport didn’t matter; I was great at it (golf not included). Even so, I could have been better at everything. What if my dad would have thrown the ball with me in the back yard? What if he would have taught me how to run the football and tackle people? What if I didn’t have to teach myself all these things by watching others do this? Would I have been NFL or MLB material? Maybe, I can’t really say for sure. What I can do is take the mistakes that my father made and stick them up his ass.
Liam is coming into his own. He’s not the baby anymore. The other day I was playing ball with him and he played back. It was the greatest feeling in the world. I felt for the first time that I was giving him something I never had and it felt great. He’s got this copy cat thing going on right now and it is very cool. If I go in the yard and kick a ball around, he’ll do the same. If I try to run and balance on the curbing, he’ll do that same. I know this will come back to bite me eventually, but it freaking cool.
Anyway, I thought I’d share some video of Liam and I breaking some rules and playing catch in the house:
I want a Cadillac CTS
In fact, every time I see one on the road or on those commercials with that sexy red head I do this:
Poof, you have a sister!
Liam loves his sister. He constantly wants to hold her, kiss her and be around her. When she cries, he shows concern. It’s really neat to observe this behavior. The problem is its an interruption to his daily routine. He takes this frustration on us the parents. So far, its been manageable. We did a professional photo shoot yesterday and I thought I was going to pull my hair out. Poopu diapers, screaming babies and acting like a little devil… I hear that he shares some of my own similarities when I was that age. He’s acting out towards us but no worries, its seems to be a cry for attention. He still wants to be the baby but he’s not anymore; he’s the big boy.
I read that this blows over. I hope it blows over soon. Do the terrible twos last for days, weeks, months or years?
Kennadie Hope Coover
Born on January 7th, 2009. She was 8lbs, 8oz and a screaming bundle of joy.
Click here to see a slideshow of her first few pictures.
Click here to compare Kennadie’s first pictures to Liam’s first pictures.
Darth Vader
Maybe this is how it all started... He was a young Jedi knight and a hero. Maybe it wasnt Palpatine who forces him to the dark side. Maybe, just maybe, he had asthma and needed alburterol treatments and liked the way he sounded...
Christmas, 2008
Christmas was fun this year. It was a little easier to hang lights now that Liam is a big boy:
It turned out great:
Almost as good as our neighbors:
Opening gifts was a blast:
Robin got gum stuck in her hair:
We found America's next top model:
Played apples to apples:
And crashed the train:
It turned out great:
Almost as good as our neighbors:
Opening gifts was a blast:
Robin got gum stuck in her hair:
We found America's next top model:
Played apples to apples:
And crashed the train:
And just to show off a little, here is LiamHD:
To live in a box
Imagine if you had to live in a box. What would you bring with you? I know what Liam would bring:
Don't drop the baby
When I saw this happen I felt so bad for the father of that baby (I assume it is the father). I'm not sure what feels worse. Doing something stupid that hurts your baby, or having the baby reach for you because she is in pain.
Liam had a difficult weekend. His allergies are bothering him, he is having a hard time breathing and he's been whining non-stop. I got so frustrated with it that I snapped at him on Saturday. Today, he laid on my chest for most of the day because he felt like crap. I then felt like crap for snapping at him the day before. Seeing this video again (I forgot I had it) makes me realize how much being a father has changed me. That funny feeling you get in your stomach when your baby (or anyone's baby) gets hurt. I thought that feeling was only for roller coaster rides.
Dragon Tails
Dragon Tails
Originally uploaded by Crystal & Billy
