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can't go back again... or can we?

can’t go back again… or can we?

Our anniversary was earlier this month.  It just so happened to be the wedding weekend of my best friend from college, in the same town we where Rob and I met and had our own wedding.

So we left the kids and flew across the country.  This was our first trip alone since Violet was born.  [...]

Why is Graham jabbering at me from his crib instead of sleeping?

Why is Graham jabbering at me from his crib instead of sleeping?

Oh right. He’s a baby. And he’s concerned. Concerned that bony protrusions are slicing up his gums. Concerned that he hasn’t mastered crawling and the cat is just… out… of… reach. Concerned that I refuse to rock him for an hour and a half while he catches some Zs.
This jabbering [...]

it's permanent

it’s permanent

Well, the tattoos we got each other for our anniversary are permanent. I guess that means that our marriage is permanent. I mean, it would take lasers to remove these things. So that is what we are saying here, people. It would take lasers to break up this marriage. LASERS.
Tattoo [...]

Anniversary

Anniversary

Five years. Wow. Together since 1995? Double wow. In that time we’ve lived the small-town-college-rock-band scene, traveled the country, lived abroad, backpacked through Asia and Mexico, learned to scuba dive, moved to Austin sight unseen, became home-owners and became parents twice over. I can’t wait to see what happens next.
Yes, [...]

not the mailman's

not the mailman’s

Okay, so some think it’s a bit suspect that we have a blonde little girl living in our house.
But the boy… well, just look:
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Just bragging a little...

Just bragging a little…

So, Rob works all day to keep this little family going, monetarily. He comes home, helps put the little one to bed, then goes back to work until the wee small hours. I don’t know how he lives on such little sleep, since I need eight hours to even form a complete sentence. [...]

Who's yer dada?

Who’s yer dada?

Recently I was reading the paper when Violet gleefully exclaimed, “Dada!”
“Daddy’s at work baby,” I told her.
“Dada!” She repeated, pointing emphatically at the paper. Upon closer inspection I saw that it was a picture of… Keanu Reeves. “Is that Daddy?” I asked. “Yeah!” she cheered.
Today we were looking at a the Beatles Anthology. [...]

…and why “hi, idea”?

Well, basically Violet picked it. That’s what she’s saying right now, “Hiiii idea!” All day. “Hi hi hi hi hi hi idea!” I think she may be trying to say “Hi Mama. I have an idea. Why don’t you start a blog and tell the world how great [...]

Why I did it…

Okay, I finally had to suck it up and jump in on the blog bandwagon. Why would I join the ranks of those I secretly scoffed at for so long? Well, the reasons are twofold, or threefold, or multifold… um, there is an origami-crane of reasons.
First of all, I’ve been a journal-writer since I was [...]