I’ve been busy with Life and other things, which is why its been quiet here… But I had to share with you a post I found on my friend Clarice’s blog, written by her husband, Ian. Here a sampling,
"One of the joys of a firstborn child is all the firsts that the parents get to experience. Most of these firsts revolve around bodily functions. First green-black-tar poop. First brown poop. First triple-scoop soft-serve poop. First orange poop. First yellow poop. First liquid poop. First projectile poop that hits the wall six feet away. First pee onto baby’s chin. First spitup, pee and poop at the same exact moment. First Dad fart that could be blamed on baby. It’s all a joy and brings laughter to everybody present. It’s a universal truth that fart sounds never cease to be funny. Who would want to miss these baby firsts? Not me!"
Read the rest here.
i’m pretty sure i can do without those moments.
are you really still listening to kathy troccolli?
Yep, I’m really still listening to Kathy. Its on one of my favorite CD compilations I made on iTunes. The one I’m no longer listening to is “Stars”…
Good, because I’ve grown to hate Switchfoot. All my real friends know that. Why? Because for a year the guy across the hall had his cell phone ringtone set to “Dare You to Move.” Alarms in the morning, calls during the day. I can still hear it. It haunts me.