Category Archives: blessings

vacation and missing my kids

So here I am.  500 miles from home. Have a hotel room all to myself.  and I can’t sleep. I miss David.  I am usually awake until around 4am because of him.  According to my body it is only 2:30 am.  Another hour a half to go before my body gives in and shuts down for the night. It may seem odd, but I miss his constant banter.  The repeating of the same question over and over again until either I get tired of it and give him what he wants, or he gets tired of asking.  The latter doesn’t happen very often.  I usually have to get him to go to seclusion after the first 15 minutes of the same question. I feel for my wife and her sister.  They are at home, and not used to having to keep an ear out for David at all hours of

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buttons, buttons, who has the buttons?

Well, I am either looking for my remote control or I am trying to figure out how to prevent our youngest from pushing every button he can find to anger everyone in the house in one night. He is ten years old.  He created a facebook account, and we figured that as long as it was monitored, we would be able to keep it under control.  We set the password and told him that an adult needed to log him in to it.  He then started resetting the password for the account.  So I changed the email address associated with the account and told him that one more time would result in the denial of access to facebook. Simple right?  Nope.  He created another account.  Took away his computer privileges for everything except school work and he started using his brother’s computer.  We told his brother that if David isn’t

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Calgon take me away… alas it is an exercise in futility

It has been a day already. David was up at 7.  he went to bed at 11 last night, but was up and down all night long. Since then he has been as busy as Roger Rabbit.  Zip from here to there.  When he is like he was last night, it is hard to sleep. David thinks that everyone is deaf when they are sleeping so he makes a lot of noise in the hopes of waking them.  Then you hear snippets of “David, stop that, David, David, David, David…”  alas it is an exercise in futility. So we went on an outing. He had to do a blood draw, and then we stopped at the grocery store. It seems like our whole day has been: Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Mom. Mom. Mom. Hey Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad… Tweet #fighting4answrs