I’m amazed each and every day by my daughter.
The way she figures out how to push her toys or pull her wagon across the room and over carpet and tile without a single issue. Less than a year ago she could barely walk! Talk about progress.
How she babbles and strings together words to try and explain herself. She’s now using her picture book to let her Dad know when she wants milk. How smart is that!?! I’m beyond impressed. Continue reading “Everyday, all day, and forever”
5:00am – 6:00am: Wake up at some point and look around confused. I fell asleep on the couch and remember waking up a few times in my bed but I cried out for Mommy so she took me out to the couch and laid with me so I wouldn’t be afraid anymore, it’s dark and lonely at night in my room. Now I’m in bed with Daddy and Mommy is missing.
6:00am – 7:00am: I’m usually grumpy from waking up too early, closer to 5:00am, or happy because I woke up closer to 6:00am. Regardless, I’ve sat with my Gigi and drank some milk and am now roaming the house. Turns out Mommy was in the bathroom playing with her hair and putting that funny stuff on her face. Continue reading “A Day in the Life: Toddler Edition”
I really try to accept everyone for who they are, I really do. But when a person plays the role of constant victim or the perpetual martyr I’m become enraged.
I have no empathy, sympathy or tolerance for it. Continue reading “Go be a victim somewhere else…”
I just had a wonderful talk with an old friend. We used to work together and I remember having the best conversations with him. We could talk politics, he leans more right, but we respected each other and I always felt that I was learning something from him.
It got me thinking though, has this country always been so divided? I know we’ve always had differing views amongst people, but has it always been so personal? Has it always been that people are unwilling to think or learn anything that differs from their current beliefs?
Are we, as a species, so afraid to grow that we intentionally create animosity toward anyone or anything that is different from us? Continue reading “Perspective”
That’s how I am going to describe myself for the rest of the month. I think between the 50-60 hour work weeks, the baby that doesn’t always believe in staying asleep all night and my own mind I’m averaging about 4-6 hours of sleep a night.
I’m dead tired each morning but by 8am I am strangely happy and slightly loopy.
Continue reading “Delirious….”