What you think does matter

My son the new GQ man of the month… He looks good I have to say. This pic would make a great GQ cover… which is funny since he loves to run around the house in only his underwear. But then again isn’t how Marky Mark got into magazines? Posing on magazine covers in only his tighty whities…. What do you think, should I get him a magazine deal? Is he too young? Too short.. lol Aw I’m just joking. I don’t think I could be that kind of parent. Bussing my kid from place to place - I want my kids to be kids. I seem to have a deep seeded fear in having them grow up to fast anyway. My daughter is already 13 and I feel like I am losing her… I do not want my little boy to grow up anytime soon.

My Plans Fall APART..... You, you try to do your best. Make sure you give your family some “Good Quality Time”. You know, as a parent you plan a trip, an outing, a special Barbeque… that’s right, I barbeque… But this weekend, no amount of planning was going to work out as planned. The Canopy was up, the grill was out, the lawn mowed, the pool cleaned and the kids…. Well sleepy and tired. But my plans would go on. I prepared the meat, seasoned it, got the rice - “ FIRST TIME I COOKED RICE ”…. the corn, the green beans, lettuce you name it I had it. I had four cups of coffee before 10 am and still had to keep going to make my plans a success...... That’s when it fell apart: The kids woke up late, the wife didn’t want to get in the pool, and clouds rolled over head. Great - the rain was coming. To make it worst, Flor, Magda’s baby cousin had to go home by two - no one told me…. So I had to put the grill away cause it might rain, while I took the drive into town to take her home by 2 pm. .

Tip - how to keep home quiet As a Parent - a quiet home is a luxury - one that doesn’t come along very often. So I would like to take a second and offer up a small but effective way to do this. No medication, no games or distractions….. Just make sure they don't wake up ! Take a look at photo …..

My Son Drinking Coffee? It’s way to early in the morning. Here I am dealing with a clogged drain while everyone else is sleeping. Yes, I can’t seem to let things go. It happened late last night and I was told by my spouse to leave it for tomorrow. I guess you can call 6 am in the morning tomorrow. A long story short I left around 7:30 am in search of driano. When I cam e back I found my spouse and my little boy of only four years old - Drinking coffee. The both of them....... Can you imagine, this little ball of electric energy needs coffee to brighten up his day today. I guess yesterdays fourth of July festivities took a lot out of him… What am I saying - he’s four years old… Well I guess I can’t complain, I’ve been trying to cut down on my coffee consumption - But today, I am already on my fifth cup and it’s only 8:30 am in the morning......

Love is a strange fickle thing I grew up with seven brothers and sisters - and as much as we loved each other, we also hated each other. Ok, hate might be too strong a word but - we fought just as much as we loved each other. The funny thing is, my children are the same way. For as much as they love each other - they fight like cats and dogs. They seem to want to get on each others nerves. Yesterday they were watching TV in the living room and it seemed like they were bitter rivals. Everything was a challenge. They couldn’t go twenty seconds without something to snicker and fight about. My son who seems to be the more “sneaky” of the two - found pleasure in ratting his sister out when he found some spilled juice in the frig. He came running to us with this happy grin as he said “ooh KIKI spilled a lot of juice all over the floor.... come, hurry, look”. But what makes me laugh is that as much as they fight - they can’t be separated. A perfect example was this morning. I wake up early an

I just have to laugh , no really. I don’t think my wife did it intentionally but it is ironic. Let me explain - - My sister-in-law came over yesterday and she noticed a red Elmo child seat by the coach. Being the overly excited ELMO fan she grabbed the seat up in her arms and jokingly hugged, kissed and exclaimed how cute and lovely the seat was… My wife just stood quite. Then my sister stopped and embarrassingly said - “you know, this smells funny…” she took a good sniff and said “hey, this smells !” and my wife with a straight face said “ I’m sorry, that chair belongs to the Dog .....”. Ofcourse my sister-in-law dropped the chair quickly and went running..... OH, I wish I had the camera with me, it would have made a great video. But hey - that will teach her, next time she will stop and think before she acts. The dog probably thought it was rude of her to grab his chair - but then again he probably was surprise to see a human sniffing his chair. . . .....

Day 4 of Summer I came home to find an uninvited guest. or atleast not invited by me. This guest was smelly, sad looking and of the four legged variety. Yes a dog. My daughter and wife consented to babysit a friends little pooch and now I have four children to take care of, the son, my daughter, the dog and my wife..... It's funny because this dog looks more like a rodent than he [ i think it's a he ] he does as a dog. I ofcourse put my foot down, almost stepping on the small china doll like dog. I told the family ... well, I swore that I was not going to walk it, bath it, feed it, care for it or worry about. That they would have to watch this "thing" and make sure it wasn't going to break, chew, piss or poop on anything in the house. And they said fine - not like I could kick the dog out, my friends would not like me much - it's just that I didn't get to vote. And since they underhandedly sneaked the dog into my [ our ] house with out my consent - I didn&

I was wondering if your pro Iraq war and for the Soldiers staying to finish the job - what does this picture make you think and feel? I personally believe that it would be another vietnam if we leave. A crime [ right or wrong ] to send our Soldiers and then not give them the support they need or allow them to win.

I remember I couldn't wait for my children to be potty trained, why - becuase them things are expensive man. And babies run thru'em like water.....