Wouldn't trade it for the world

Sorry..Sorry..Sorry.. I know it's been too long... Life has gotten in the way the past few days..when I heard the calling of the keyboard, I always seemed to get pulled in another direction. I think the few blogs done during day light hours throw me off schedule. Not complaining because what was derailing me from my thoughts was bringing me great joy..little things amounting to big things... or big things driving smaller moments within... don't worry I'll try to explain some of it... all in all I have had a great few days... no curve balls tossed my way, just enough aggravation to keep me honest and on my toes and experiences that no matter how many times they happen are still new or firsts...

Little things.. the blog is actually one shy of 50 posts.. I found the lost postings.. they weren't that good... looking back over the past 50 or so days.. there have been so many little things that have made an impact on who I am and who I can be.. Reading what started as a update on the events leading to Dot has turned into almost quasi journal for myself that I am not afraid or shy to share with whoever stops by. 48 post ago I include a counter to capture the days until Dot, that counter started me thinking about my life and the days gone by and the days to come... brought back many small memories some I posted.. some I just smiled about... somewhere around the first few, I realized Toots was turning into the mother of all nesters... sewing and buy things I had no idea what they were for or how to use them.. I watched her change from being pregnant.. to being really pregnant... never once during this time did she ever mutter the words.. I wish this was over... I introduced the kiddos to the blog... my thoughts and updates on them revealed their adjustment and excitement towards the pending birth and some of their uncertain feelings after... I was able to share many little things with folks that stopped by the homestead.. where in turn I shared with these pages... but the biggest little thing that impacted this blog the most was the unwillingness of Dot to adhere to the well placed counter... That night a month ago ( Actually month and a day), when Toots thought she dreamt her water broke and the ease of the rest of the events of that night set the stage for the many more posts, pictures and updates... everything over these past 49 posts has been as smooth and easy as that night... a little tension every once in awhile... a lot of smiles... an a while a lot of little changes.. all for Dot..

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Even with the arrival of Dot, we talked about the daily hustle of the rest of the clan.. balancing school, sports, parties and whatever else the kiddos came up with...

Little guy went from bored with baseball to loving the game... playing it at ever chance he gets... Just the other day he was pitching to a group of kids that were all much older than him... I could see his smile beaming across two fields.....

Big Sis, equally excelled at dealing with a new sibling and school, sports and a busy social life. Her science project of a eatable cell will forever be etched in my mind... I can make things and fix things but making a cell from cake is no job for Dad... She has finished one team season... heading in to the play-offs for the other and getting ready for some summer basketball...

I guess I am blessed... I have a safe happy family that loves and supports each other through the big things and laughs together through the rest... The things that look like turmoil are just little bumps on the road to happiness. The world could be falling apart but it all washes away when I see Big Sis put her arm around Little Guy... or Watch Dot smile up Toots... For that moment all is good... cause with in 60 seconds.. Big Sis is Punching Little Guy and Dot is spitting up on Toots.. But that's life or at least my life and I wouldn't trade it for anything..

So I touched on the normal babble of events and even managed to get references to counter and days in the body of my ramblings tonight.. what is left...



The Weight.. No not the song... no reference to Dylan tonight... no attempts as someone said in my recent poll of being a Springsteen wanna be... I am talking about the weight... gain or loss depending on where it goes from here. I originally thought I was going to set a goal to lose as much weight as Dot gains over the next 12 months ( A good use for the current counter)... but Toots tossed a challenge... no idea on the wager yet.. but she has laid down the gauntlet... daring me... to lose... as much weight as she gained during the pregnancy in the same amount of time it took her to gain it... So I have nine months.. to lose .. the actual number will be posted in the next post... This is a great challenge.. one that I will get no sympathy from her on... you see one month and a day and she is back to her pre-pregnancy weight... I hate her too... ( joking)... Guess I should consider myself lucky that she didn't gain 40 or 50 pounds... So I have the challenge and the goal... the easy part is I have the inspiration.... I will also keep my original goal in play.. so I will set my targets on losing her gain and the total body weight of Dot 9 months from tomorrow... Need one more cold beer and a few cookies... Wish me luck..



Last thing on my ramblings... Regardless if you have been an active participant in this post stopping by everyday or if you happened to stumble across only to stop back from time to time.. I want to ask you to think back over the last 50 or so days and ask yourself how have you changed... Than think about those that were impacted by that change... while our lives may be boring to others... the reality is it our life experiences are very much the same...



Good night.... keep those cards and letter coming...

Hey we surpassed the 2000 visit mark...





Be Good..