It's spring in upstate New York. Or, as my wife calls it "mud". What do you expect from an area of the country that gets over 100 inches of snow on average each year?
Today was the first truly nice day of the season. The temperature was in the mid 60's and the sun was out. The Wife had to work for the first part of the day which left me with the boys for the day. It was pretty uneventful. We got our breakfast, called my parents and headed out to take the four-wheeler my wife had broken the spring before to the shop for repairs. Then a quick trip to Wal-Mart for some food and back home.
We decided to go for a walk in the woods and kick around some old junk. We made an obstacle course out of some old tires, climbed a few trees and jumped in the mud. Successful day with the boys.
When Mom came home we were still outside playing. She decided she wanted to go for a walk too. We all agreed that we would head back out. Me being who I am, snuck into the basement first and grabbed a pack of firecrackers and a lighter with the intent of scaring the Missus.
We got about two minutes down the trail. I was ready to light the boomers when she spied them in my hand. The boys took a detour. I lit the firecrackers and threw them up in the air. They went off with about 20 loud pops. My 7 year old was laughing and running. My 4 year old tried to run, but tripped and fell. I heard him crying. I went to him to see what was wrong. He was coming at me like a vampire that had just fed. Blood ran out of his mouth and down his chin.
I scooped him up and took him back to the house for closer inspection. The clean-up revealed a quarter inch gash in his lip. After much deliberation, We decided on a trip to the emergency room. 2 stitches.
Mom says no more pyrotechnics. We'll see.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
We'll Have Kids When We're Ready.
Ha! What a joke! I used to say that! I know better now.
My wife and I waited a long time to get married. I was 30 she was 29. We didn't wait that long together, it just happened that way. We met in February of 2000 and got married in June of 2001. We both had good jobs working for a computer company. We had bought our first house in September of 2001. Got the dog in July of 2002. (the natural test run for a kid) but we still said not until we are ready.
In that time, The bottom dropped out of the tech market and my wife moved on to another profession. It was still in sales and management but she hated it. I continued to work for the computer company. We didn't think it too safe after all to both be working for the same company when the industry was what it was.
We found out about our oldest son in March of '03. I wasn't ready! In April of '03 I showed up at work one morning to find that it was closed. I wasn't ready! I found a new job. one that paid the bills, but not much else. I wasn't ready. I remember crying in my bed one night thinking about how things were going to change and how we were going to afford them.
Ready or not, my beautiful son was born on October 17th 2003. I was scared to death. My wife had informed me that she was quitting her job to stay home full time. This cut our household income in half. But at that point, it didn't matter any more. I was made ready. I was ready for the challenge, I was ready to buy the Cosco car seats and the toddler rain boots and the Legos by the box full. I had become a father and I was ready.
But to have another one? Not ready! Until my wife broke the news to me over the phone in a Wal-Mart in 2006. But that is another story.
My wife and I waited a long time to get married. I was 30 she was 29. We didn't wait that long together, it just happened that way. We met in February of 2000 and got married in June of 2001. We both had good jobs working for a computer company. We had bought our first house in September of 2001. Got the dog in July of 2002. (the natural test run for a kid) but we still said not until we are ready.
In that time, The bottom dropped out of the tech market and my wife moved on to another profession. It was still in sales and management but she hated it. I continued to work for the computer company. We didn't think it too safe after all to both be working for the same company when the industry was what it was.
We found out about our oldest son in March of '03. I wasn't ready! In April of '03 I showed up at work one morning to find that it was closed. I wasn't ready! I found a new job. one that paid the bills, but not much else. I wasn't ready. I remember crying in my bed one night thinking about how things were going to change and how we were going to afford them.
Ready or not, my beautiful son was born on October 17th 2003. I was scared to death. My wife had informed me that she was quitting her job to stay home full time. This cut our household income in half. But at that point, it didn't matter any more. I was made ready. I was ready for the challenge, I was ready to buy the Cosco car seats and the toddler rain boots and the Legos by the box full. I had become a father and I was ready.
But to have another one? Not ready! Until my wife broke the news to me over the phone in a Wal-Mart in 2006. But that is another story.
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