Or that’s what I heard. Instead on Abby’s educational television show the hippo said it was going to start a ‘leaf’ collection. Which is quite different from beef. Except that maybe its a carbon based molecular structure. The upside of starting a beef collection is that you could really wow people with your exotic cow types. “This is a filet mignon from a Guernsey – you don’t see those in a lot of places. I don’t have very much pork in my collection because its not bovine but because of the filet…” [editors note: you won’t find Guernsey filet mignon for good reason, they’re dairy cows].
Category Archives: Confessions
Big Week Ahead
This week is going to be rather fun, Evie turns one on Tuesday. I’m so thrilled that she’s developing into a little toddler girl. My baby girl won’t be a baby much longer. Abby ages a year every month it seems as her vocabulary, her clothes and her body change. Wow. I have two beautiful girls, a gorgeous wife and a lovely chance to be a husband and dad.
Good times!
The Marines Called…
and I’m one of the chosen few. They want me to go out and be one of the few, the proud, the Marines. The “re-crew-ter” wanted to schedule a time for me to come down and talk with him about my goals and future. I was touched that at least one agent of my government wanted to know me on such a personal level. No politician has ever wanted that.
But then I realized that this guy just wanted me for my body. That made me feel dirty because I’ve not had any other guy proposition me like that. I’m just a number to him – I think number 5,269. But whatever number I might have been it was nice of him to call. I told him that I have a lovely career and that I have two little girls that I’m not going to leave behind. They can draft me if they need me that bad, but I think that right now they’re using the NASCAR drafters instead. Not to mention I have a wife who would be sad if I was gone on a tour of duty in Iraq that has been extended every time I’m just about to go home like so many of the soldiers have had happen. We have one couple that we are aware of from church (the daughter of some folks at church and her husband) who have been delayed in being back together for several years now. Years.
No thanks, I’ll stick with my zero minute commute and getting to see my family as needed.
The Anniversary Weekend Report
This weekend with Jessica was great! We got from Friday evening to this afternoon close to 5:00 together with little to no interuptions. Wow! Wonderful! Fantastic! Lets do it again next weekend! Between great food, great time talking, great amounts of shopping and great animals, it was just… well… great! I can’t imagine being married to anyone but this beautiful woman whom I love.
Food:
- Starbucks has a new Maple Latte. This is a terrific autumn treat.
- Cracker Barrel Pecan Pancakes (with maple syrup). They pile some pecans on the pan and then pour batter over them. Whoo! Good stuff.
- Ted’s Montana Grill had Bison ribs. I enjoyed them a lot!
- Macaroni Grill had a well rounded Italian lentel soup. Get this. It has proscutto and is just warm and hearty.
Shopping
- Scored two shirts. One a dress shirt and one a t-shirt.
- Jessica got some ear-rings and other stuff at Claire’s. She also really wanted some stuff at this shop called White House | Black Market.
- We scored some books at Barnes & Noble
- We got two stuffed animals for the girls at the Colorado Springs Zoo
Cool other things:
- Jessica got to feed the giraffes at the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo [picture of a giraffe there]
- iPods are an awesome way for us to carry way too much music on trips like this
- I scored the White Stripes album De Stijl
- Jessica listened to two of my silly rap songs that I’ve written for birthdays [2, 1] and didn’t kill me for being associated with rap
- Saw Adam Sandler’s movie ‘Click’ and was actually inspired. Amazing.
I love my wife! She’s awesome. I can’t wait to be married to her for 80 years. Speaking of which congrats to my grandparents for 60 years of marriage!
Start Your Weekend Off with a Dig!
So, last night was the beginning of our weekend without the kids for our eigth anniversary. The Kaes have the girls, and we have this odd sense of freedom. As we left the house we were waiting at a traffic light and I looked in my rear view mirror there was a woman picking her nose. I didn’t think much of it because after driving for so long I’ve seen more nose picking than would make for a good blog entry to write about. But in a split second she slipped her finger into her [feeling sick here, sorry] mouth. At this point in time I should have looked away but I was shocked. I wanted to see clearly and penetrate the slightly less that crystal clear image I was seeing to make sure that I was really seeing what I thought I was seeing. She did it again. I busted into odd laughter and Jessica asked what was so funny. I told her. And then I think I pretty much ruined the whole evening for her because of my obvserving one strange woman doing things that ought not be done. I dug myself a whole there was no getting out of.
After we spent some time together we were able to forget about the gal and things went smoothly and we had a good time. Day one ended with no other freakishly weird things happening 🙂
Go, Dodgers, Go!
I’m watching the Dodgers play the New York Mets. I want the Dodgers to win. Why? Because that’s my Uncle Jim’s team (or at least used to be). I always rooted for the Giants against the Dodgers and my uncle graciously put up with my ignorance and would talk baseball cards with me. For all intents and purposes any team could win the World Series this year and it wouldn’t matter, but for some reason family allegiances still hold strong 🙂
So, for Uncle Jim’s sake: Go, Dodgers, Go!
Yet Another Volatile Post of Head Blowing-Up Proportion
Boom! This post is volatile. That means that you the reader may disagree with it. In its entirety or in part. You might find yourself really, really upset at me, my wife, my former-dog and most-likely George Bush [pick one]. Please read it with this in mind because otherwise you might not knowingly get upset and then find yourself upset in the middle without being warned that you’d be upset. At least if I warn you I still come across as a somewhat nice guy that you’re still ticked at. Enjoy:
Recently Jessica got some ‘positive’ feedback about our homeschooling Abby. And by positive I mean silence is golden. Or maybe I mean that someone couldn’t say anything nice so they said nothing at all. While this is proper social etiquette and I can appreciate that, I am not a fan of the position that home schooling is wrong for several incredibly logical reasons. I will attempt to outline them here and you can agree or disagree (and please feel free to do so in the comments, I love a good bit of reading on my blog that isn’t from me). Before I dig in I want to clearly state my position: I don’t think everyone should home school there child. I also don’t begrudge my parents for not home schooling me my whole life. I think that each parent is responsible for the upbringing of their child and this may or may not involve a combination of many things. Some boys are in boy scouts, some are in awanas, some are in detention centers and some are in front of televisions. Your choices as parents affect your children whether its taking them to Sunday School, beating them, sexually abusing them, or just not having enough time with them. Don’t pass this decision off on the government, work, or any other possible entity. The choice for you to educate your child inside and outside of the home is yours. There. I think that’s my position.
Reason Number One That Home Schooling is OK
First let me state that you don’t know everything. You probably knew that. You also know that I don’t know everything. Therefore, when we get into the topic of learning and education its important to realize that mistakes have been made, and unless humans get suddenly more like God, will continue to be made. Owning up to those mistakes is critical. My own parents’ ability to do so really helped me learn about becoming an adult. The first reason that home schooling is OK is that each child is going to learn a different way and sitting in a class for hours at a time was not my preferred way of learning. Hands on training and education worked a lot better than hours in a hard seat listening to someone talk about the theoretical. Jessica on the other hand has a tendency to learn from reading and then doing. She can listen to people, but her mind is sharp (yes, that’s part of why I married her, I admit that her mind and body were both attractive to me) and she can read and do quickly. I prefer apprenticeship in some ways because of the relationship that is involved.
Since your child may need the apprenticeship model of learning, homeschooling affords you that opportunity. You can spend the time with your child as is needed. However, if your child is a reader and learns from reading they can do that as well. In a public school it is very difficult for a teacher to be able to handle those (and other) situations when multiplied by thirty or more.
Reason Number Two
You are still responsible for your childrens education. My parents spent a lot of time teaching me things that my teachers did not. My dad taught me about gambling and compulsion and greed by helping me set up a lottery in my fourth grade class. The teacher ended up shutting my lottery down because she suddenly found that I had all of the ‘points’ [money] and my co-students were eager to give it to me because they had a chance of winning half of the money in one pot. There is no way my teacher could have provided that life experience (though she did provide the forum for the lottery). My mom taught me about spelling (though it is probably hard to believe when reading this blog) and about some more artistic things. Sure, those are things I could have learned at school, but they were things that were not gone over in the classes that I took. My mom required me to look up words when I could not spell them instead of just asking her and having her dictate the letters to me. Mom also taught me about Scrabble, which to this day has been a problem for me in relating with my father-in-law – he still thinks he’s better at it than me 😉 Scrabble taught me about problem solving… something that I never learned much about at school.
In short, no matter what your child learns at school, they still have things to learn from you. If the class is at a public facility funded by your tax dollars, great! If your child learns it at home, funded by your family income, great! Learning is critical and you need to be teaching your child.
Third Reason
I hate to be political but Mr. President [George W. Bush] signed into law the “No Child Left Behind” act. Which should be known as the “Your child will be left on his/her behind” act. This act basically says that each child should know the exact same thing. Sure, that sounds nice, but is completely impractical. In my own life I was behind in mathematics for years. I had a hard time grasping some of the concepts. Other students should not have to pay for my slowness. No child left behind means that I am purposefully sending my intelligent daughter into a public school where every subject is led by the slowest student in the class. Abby is guaranteed to be frustrated because she’s got kids who have ADD sitting next to her holding her back. I don’t hate the ADD kid, but I also recognize that my child, who probably has her own form of ADD or some other learning disability doesn’t need special attention in area X. However, I don’t want her holding back the ADD kid at some other subject that really piques his/her interest!
If you send your children to a public school then you probably have already started to see these things in action. If not, get ready, it will be visible at some point in time.
Reason Four
Logical Proposition: Person X had poor social skills, they were home schooled, therefore all home schooled children will tuck their shirt into their pee stained underpants and look like a moron. False! Social opportunities are around your child every day of the week. Whether you as a parent let your child participate is your choice. Abigail, for example, is involved in Sunday School and ‘Switched Up Sports’ as well as ballet. Three social activities along side getting together with other people throughout the week. Her being social is part of her character and personality. Some people object to home schooling because they say that someone they know was home schooled and socially awkward. That is a broad and unfair generalization. If you used that logic in other areas of your life you’d see it is flawed. If you know one co-worker who likes 80’s music who was not born in the 80’s does that mean that all co-workers not born in the 80’s like 80’s rock? Heck, no!
Conclusion
In conclusing I have no condemnation for parents who send their children to public school. You will get the benefit of the teachers there teaching your children what they are able to teach them. Don’t home school your child if you don’t feel comfortable with it. However, don’t look down on myself and my bride for choosing this for our children. It could be that we enroll Abby in public school later on because it is obvious that is what is best for her based on various indicators. We’re not school nazi’s, we’re just parents attempting to do the best we can with what we have. And at this point in time, that involves video podcasts, reading lessons, ballet, sports, Sunday School and a steady diet of intellectually challenging things.
See? Wasn’t that [typo for my mom]infurioriating[/typo for my mom]?
Pardon Me Whilst I Hurl in Public
I was just reading a new article on CNN and have to disagree with one of the statements that a relative of the shooter at the Amish School. The relative says, “…that Charles Roberts was not an evil person. That he was a deeply troubled man…” Yack! Barf! Hurl! You don’t admit that you’ve molested children [see bottom of article], then kill some, and get called ‘troubled.’ The Biblical position is that man is ensnared and drawn towards Evil (see Genesis 6:5, 8:21;Romans 1 and 6), thus making man’s desires pulled towards evil at the start, but then to have someone act out evil thoughts in a real and violent way and then call them troubled?
Sure, some people dont’ believe what the Bible says about various things, and I’ll grant each person the right of having an opinion, but this moral scenario steps into each of our homes and demands of us deep, personal relationships with all of our family members. Know your spouse so well that when they’re wrestling with things you know it, and seek counseling so that when these sorts of urges, problems and confessions of past sins (molestation is absolutely wrong, 100% of the time) come up they can be delt with in a redirected manner towards resolution. Then, after you know your family, get to know your neighbors. Be a friend to them.
This event has challenged me to want to be a better dad, a better husband, and a better neighbor. By being someones friend and helpful, trustworthy confidant you and I may just help prevent the next school shooting.
Happy Anniversary, Jessica!
Jessica and I have been married for 8 years as of today. Sure, technically we got married around 7:00 PM Pacific time, but we could the whole day to reduce pressures given the time zone difference 😉
Amazing what can happen in eight years. I never knew that most of my life would happen the way that it has, but its been so much better for the most part, than what I could have dreampt up. And marrying Jessica is part of that. Thanks, Lord, for my wife and two daughters and eight great years of marriage!
T-Ball is Birth Control
This evening at Abby’s T-Ball “switched-up sports” Abby had a pretty good time. She didn’t obey the coach 100% of the time, but she did manage to spin around with her brand new, not so soft, leather glove… right into my male body parts which are certainly not accustomed to such intense contact.
I’m pretty sure this will help keep our family of four, four. But the upside to this is that Abby was very apologetic, which I can’t explain clearly enough. She repeated her apology over and over until I whispered out, “I forgive you.” Which was what she needed to hear, because after that she was ready to play catch with another boy who pretty much immediately cried when she threw the ball to him and caught him in the chest when he wasn’t expecting it.
I guess I don’t have to worry about her and boys quite yet 😉