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It's been a while, sorry...
{ 09:05, 2008-Apr-2 }
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I miss you guys, but man have we been busy. Twin toddlers are a handful to say the least. We're tired. As previously stated, the kids were sick. Well they recovered and got sick again. We all got healthy and things were just fabulous in Reedland, but Jake managed to contract some ghastly virus a few weeks ago and bring it home. He was super sick for a week and a half, Karen got so sick she had antibiotics and Codeine pain reliever. Vance got sick, Paige got it and I managed to skate. After the worst of it passed, I got it. I'm still a little down, but not too bad. Jake's getting there and Vance is finally coming out of the woods. We're so tired that we had to pass on a family reunion the other night because we were fairly convinced that it would put one of us in the hospital. Seriously. Sunday I was getting ready for church and Karen was calling me. I got my shirt buttoned, worked on my tie and went down, to find her on the floor. Yep. Down, but not quite out. She hadn't sounded hurt and all she had done was call my name. That's because all she could do was call my name. She had another one of those brown outs like when she was pregnant. Finding your wife on the floor is terrifying. I felt indescribably guilty. I took my sweet time because she sounded like she just wanted a hand with something. She forgives me and understands, but I have to tell you it's nothing you want to have happen to you. It just sucks. What else? Not much on the bad tip. Things are leveling off finally, or at least for now. Let's hope. I get baptized Sunday which I'm excited about. I may have video for you guys, but I may not, it depends on how things go, and whether or not I make a sniveling baby of myself. I may post it even if I do, but...yeah. Paige finally walks. She has been able for about a month, but she just refused to do it. She went all gaspetti legs until we refused to carry her and had to remove all the walkers from the house. She held out for a little longer, but I think watching Vance have all the fun was the motivation she needed. Now we have two toddlers. Two. At once. I turned my attention to Vance for a second the other day and went and found Paige AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRCASE, smiling at me and trying to open the gate. I just about fainted. Vance has squid suckers for fingertips, man. If he touches something, it's adhered to him. We have to get to him before he touches stuff or he's got it in his grasp. I think things have actually been drawn toward him just by his will alone. He's something else. Jake is Jake, dudes. He's doing fine and baseball starts tonight, so we have now officially lost him for about a week until we can reign him in. He has that look in his eyes that tells you nothing you say is getting through. Doll's eyes. Boys. So, yeah, no funny wild stories no interesting points of view this time, just family business, like the Corleone's. Now I got some business to settle... /-) sgr { Post a Comment } { Last Page } { Page 4 of 53 } { Next Page } |
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