Mothers’ Day has got me thinking about fathers’. Strange, yes but it does. Josh often comments that I am the Queen of left-field comments and will often get me to recount the connections that happened in my brain before the words came out of my mouth, just because it’s a roller-coaster ride.
When I said I was thinking about writing about Dads’ for my next post he said (rather indignantly) ‘you should – it’s like you’re running a one man show’. Point taken. Or point not taken and get your …

Riley watching a DVD. Josh catching up on Itunes. It was a bit of a mission to find the power adapter for the portable DVD player. Perfect example of how men are incapable of looking for something in an effective manner.
Josh. Staring at where he thinks the cord should be. “It has to be here!”
Me. Look elsewhere. Move things.
Josh. It has to be here.
Eventually, he took my advice and found it on top of the bookcase. Very logical.

She’s starting missing him during the day. She points to the door and says “Josh!” over and over, makes me take her outside to look for him and then cries when she can’t see the car. Of course, when he gets home she often ignores him. But not always.

On our *walk* today. She did walk about half of the way, before insisting on being carried. I don’t think Josh minded.

I could listen to her saying it all day, it is that freaking cute!

I broke out in a blister like rash on Christmas day. I don’t know about you, but blistering sounds biblical to me. Today, after allergy medications didn’t seem to be making a dent I went to the hospital and was informed I had shingles. Or the plague, they weren’t overly specific.
Still given that I’ve been having deep joint pain down one side of my body for a few days it’s pleasant to know that I’m not having a stroke.
I’m trying not to think about it, because thinking about it really grosses me …

I knew early on that I would marry Josh because I knew he was the father of my children. I just knew. Other things confirmed it – we fought like cats and dogs, laughed alot, enjoyed doing absolutely nothing together and were completely different yet totally the same.
This is us on our wedding day (do the outfits give it away?)

Us on our honeymoon in Vietnam (this is in Sapa) where we drank alot and I’m pretty sure I consumed my own body weight in bean curd. It was a mistake …