What you think does matter

Ok, it's not Walt Disney World - but it's the Fair ? Yep, the county fair - it's not the big fancy walt disney or magic Kingdom kind of outing I want to go to - but the kids wanted to go to the fair. The fair, the Carney, the traveling Gypsies - or Circus [ what ever ]. All I know is they bugged me and bugged me that I just had to go. My duaghter already made plans to meet her friends there. My wife insisted we meet her friend there [ Hey Betsy - hope you had fun ] - heck if it wasn't already expensive enough - my kids wanted to invite another friend and have me pay [ What do I look like - don't answer that ]. But I do have to say I had a blast. Between my sons excitement and scare the park was worth the over price $17 dollar wrist band to go on the rides and I wont mention the fact that I and our friends son got sort of addicted to one of those carnival chance games. All so we could we could win a toy gun for my son - too bad it turn out to be a cigeret lighter ..

I was made to love you Ever wonder what you were made to do in life? I figured out a long time ago that I have one very important job, position, duty in life - to love my family. Yes there may be the occasional argument. Yes, they can be a chore and a pain - at times [ too many times ]. They can even cause you to wonder why you even bother - but at the end of the day when you put them to bed and all you can think about is how sweet they are and how you can’t help but smile as you watch them sleep peacefully in their bed... You realize - you were made to love them.

Losing 15,000 family pictures and memories! Trying to save our precious photo memories. What parent doesn’t want to take a picture of their child. I’m sure most parents like myself have hundreds if not thousands of pictures of their children. A picture of a first step or a first birthday - these photos all stored away in boxes and tubs in a closet. How many families have lost thousands of precious memories because of flooding or fire and all these pictures and memories are gone. The solution has been to move over to digital cameras and digital pictures - you not only save closet storage space, but you can save all those pictures on your computer. What most of use do not consider is - what if your computer goes down? My brother-in-law gave me a call once, he needed me to help him fix his computer. It apparently went down and he couldn’t do anything with it. Well after I tried everything I knew and we spent more than three hours on the phone with tech support [ mostly waiting ] we came t

I hear people talk about how video games are a bad influence on our children. And I am starting to wonder if they are right. I think my 4 year old son has a problem - atleast with video games. He woke up this morning and asked me one thing - “Can I play now?” Looking at this photo - I'm wondering if he wasn't sleep walking - boy does this kid have it bad for video games.

Ok, I don’t know about you, but when I was a kid - I was afraid to go to the bathroom. Or should I say of using it - Why? Well, because when I was a kid my older sister decided that it would be funny for her and her friends to barge in while I was using it. Oh the scars...... So I grew up being very wary of being watched when I was - lets say busy doing my thing..... I still find it awkward to this day using public rest rooms. You know, it’s a private thing and having someone in the next stall - takes all the “personal private “ feeling away. But if your not shy and have no problem using the bathroom in public - maybe you’d be interested in using one of these “lavatories”.

You know your child is growing up when they start to do more and more things for themselves. It’s a great feeling and a relief. I remember I couldn’t wait for the potty training so we could lose the diapers. Then I couldn’t wait for him to be able to go to the bathroom on his own. Now he wants to do everything on his own - very independent little guy. He says he wants to brush his teeth, take a bath, use the bathroom, even get dressed on his own. Just one question son: “Why are you wearing your big sisters pajama shorts? Don’t grow up to fast, I’ll miss you needing me. Update: 2012 January 21 My son is now 8 years old, wow how time flies by. He is still as cute as a button and a very independent person. He has learned how to ham it up to use his cuteness to get people to do things for him. He still has the same face, big head [ all kids do ] and attitude. I love that kid.