Saturday, September 29, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Usurper
I'm basically the Michael Vick (may he and all people who fight dogs burn in hell) of plants. I start out all gung-ho and caring of my plants, but after a while if they don't perform up to snuff... lets just say they get neglected. If we go way back in my blog, some might remember my tomatoes. A long time ago, I tried to separate them, and it was a disaster. All the transferred plants died, and it was hopeless. Well, almost hopeless. When I was separating them I tossed a clump into one of Erika's elephant ear pots. I was tossing them away, but the tomatoes thrived and actually produced some yummy tomatoes. All year I heard from Erika how my plants didn't belong there... Anyways, here are some gorgeous pictures Erika took:
Update: I found a picture of the elephant ears and tomato plant. Excuse my work uniform, I dress for success.
Update: I found a picture of the elephant ears and tomato plant. Excuse my work uniform, I dress for success.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Thoughts and Things from the Past 3 Months
- Being a Dad is the hardest thing mentally I've ever done
- Erika is a great Mom
- I love the baby smell, until Erika put bad crap in his hair
- We've renamed Drew to Drew'll because he drools all the time
- I hate night times now. And I have it a lot easier than Erika does
- I appreciate how easy owning a cat is, even more than I did before.
- Dan doesn't understand why he shouldn't call at 7am when there is a baby and a stay at home mom
- Drew likes my singing. Atta boy!
- He likes "Devil Went Down to Georgia"
- There is worse sound than that of a waking baby
- There is no better sound than silence
- I should leave the house more
- My son has a weak neck, due to his Follansbee sized head that is holding it up
- Sometimes a screaming / crying baby doesn't bother me. Other times it does. I'm getting better though.
- The cats have completely ignored Drew. Unless he's having a fit, then Dixie will come running. Not sure why, but I have my theories.
- Drew is getting huge. Doesn't fit nicely in arms anymore.
- When I pick up a cat, I rock and bounce them out of habit. Kelly told me it would be like this. Hi cuz!
- At times I feel useless when it comes to Drew. I don't feed him (a joint decision) but often times when he's upset feeding him is the only thing that can calm him.
- I know I shouldn't, but I can't wait for Drew to be a little older. Like being able to hold his neck / sit / play. I think I'll do better when he play a little easier.
- Its 2:30am and he's still sleeping. Go Drew! He's in his swing, some day he'll do an entire night in his crib.
Thats it for now.
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