Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Great reunion but a bad homecoming

All five of us went back to my hometown for my 20th High School reunion this past weekend. We had a great time. I will post more about this later this week. But we came home to find a pink envelope taped (on all four sides) to our front door. I was surprised it did not take the tape off when I removed it. The note below is what was inside.

I have some observations....

1. Sarcasm in a note such as this is not funny. I almost always appreciate sarcasm but this makes me want throw bologna on your car.

2. Do not tape ANYTHING to a painted door. Ever heard of vandalism?

3. Nice job assuming the worst. I guess if one of my children cried you would call Social Services on me as I must be abusing them.

4. Nice passive aggressive behavior.... not even signing the note. I have half the mind, that is all I have, to walk door to door and ask all the neighbors if they wrote it.

5. If you are going to do all the above things please, please, write a note that at least sounds like you were sober when you wrote it. What do foxes have to do with any of this?

By the way, we paid a friend to house sit for the weekend. The dog was out one night as he would not come in for her. But she was up till 1 or 2 and did not hear anything.

Gotta love people:)

Look for the ridiculous in everything and you will find it.

Jules Renard (1864 - 1910)

Al

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Pumpkins!

The Triplets got their first interactions with pumpkin carving this year. Addison would not put her hand in it but Jackson and William LOVED helping the CFO gut them.



I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
Jack Handey (1949 - ), Deep Thoughts

Al

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

The Triplets want you to go vote

No, I do not really care who gets elected President. As with most years we are stuck choosing who we dislike less than the other person. But I do believe that we need to vote no matter how much we don't like the choices. And PLEASE don't tell me you dislike one or the other because they lie. They are Politicians - they lie. Heck, we all lie, so shut it:) Oh, then you have the "well they were endorsed by...." or "they have been associated with...." I have my 20th High School Reunion this month. I would hate to be judged today by what I did back then, in college, or heck, maybe even last month:) Both sides have nut-jobs, wackos, and other "true-believers" that are backing them. Plus now you can't even count on Republicans to balance the budget or to have a smaller government so it is a tie there too. As our preacher said "if you put your faith in anyone or anything other than Jesus Christ and the Lord you are bound to be disappointed."

What do I want out of this election? Just tell me what stocks to buy depending on who wins so I can have enough money to pay for the kid's college and be self-sufficient in my later years.

Jackson looking for new ways to get hurt:)


The nine most terrifying words in the English language are, 'I'm from the government and I'm here to help.'
Ronald Reagan
40th president of US (1911 - 2004)

Al

Monday, November 3, 2008

Don't the Triplets know about Day Light Savings?

OK, I have done my best to explain to the kids that they "can" sleep in now that Day Light Savings Time is in effect. But to no avail. They now wake up at 6am instead of 7am. I know they will eventually get back on schedule but right now this is messing up my mojo:)

The kids brought in a good haul on Halloween. If you are not familiar with Birmingham it is VERY hilly. We had some friends come over with their two kids and we all went trick or treating. We were out for two hours and hit about 15 houses. When we lived in Texas we could have hit 15 houses in about 30 minutes. The kids did great and only once did I have a "talking to" with one of the kids, Jackson.

Our neighborhood was packed with kids. I still don't get the whole deal where the parents follow the kids around in their car. OK, I will assume that they want to be part of the event but they are not physically able to do all the walking. So the kids got their first (and last for a while) taste of chocolate. Addison liked it so much she would not swallow it until there was nothing left. Chocolate drool is a thing to behold:)



The right to be heard does not automatically include the right to be taken seriously.
Hubert H. Humphrey (1911 - 1978)


Al

Friday, October 31, 2008

Trick or Treat Triplets

We are lame parents. The kids were dressed up as monkeys last year for Halloween. We started talking about what they would be for Halloween this year. We said, why not try last year's outfits. Well, since William is the biggest of the triumphret his costume was bigger and since Addison is the smallest it fit her this year. Then the CFO went to multiples consignment sale and found two matching costumes in the sizes we needed for the boys. I call it divine intervention:) Last weekend we went to a Fall Festival and had a great time. I know, they also look like bears or Ewoks.

I actually wanted the CFO to dress up like Princess Leah and I could be Hans to complete the "Star Wars" look but she was not going for it:)

Now we are torn between both of us trick or treating with the kids or staying home for trick or treaters. BTW I really do not like the first year of Halloween in a new home. You never know how much candy to buy.






Proof of our society's decline is that Halloween has become a broad daylight event for many.
Robert Kirby

I'll bet living in a nudist colony takes all the fun out of Halloween.
Author Unknown

Al

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Keeping an eye on the Triplets

Yes, we are some of those paranoid parents that like to keep and eye on their kids at almost all times. Chalk it up to being first time parents and having Triplets, among other things:) The kids and I usually go to the YMCA 1-2 days a week. The Triplets get to play with other kids and I get to stay in "stay at home spouse shape." I always said that if I had a stay at home wife I would not want her sitting on the couch eating bon-bons all day. I figure what is good for the goose is good for the gander.

The YMCA has closed circuit TV cameras in the child watch area. I frequently look at the monitor to check out what the kids are doing. The other day I was watching the monitor and saw this girl (around 10 years old or so) bouncing a ball off of Addison's head and not letting her go through a doorway. OK, I know kids can be mean... I watched for a minute and the girl then took Addison's hat and ran off with it. I took off to the childwatch area. I went in and said I am not here to pick up the kids but there is a girl hitting Addison in the head with a ball and she took her hat. They said they had just handled it. Of course the kids saw me and were not too pleased when I left the childwatch area without them. So I went back to the monitor only to see the same BRAT (the language was very different in my head) knock Addison's hat off again. Off to the showers I went to get ready to leave.

When I picked them up after showering the BRAT was at the counter "helping" check the kids out. I got down on her level and said "I saw you knock her hat off." She said "I might have bumped into her." To which I said "No, I saw everything on the cameras. You knocked her hat off and also hit her in the head with the ball. No one likes bullies." No more comments from the BRAT. She walked off looking back at me with a look I have seen before.... from employees when you bust them lying and you call them on the carpet.

What will I say if I see the BRAT again you ask? Not sure.... what I am VERY temped to say is "Remember both God and I will be watching but only God has Grace:)"

Two Dads and five kids under three years old? This would strike fear into the heart of most Mothers:)


But the fact that some geniuses were laughed at does not imply that all who are laughed at are geniuses. They laughed at Columbus, they laughed at Fulton, they laughed at the Wright brothers. But they also laughed at Bozo the Clown.
Carl Sagan (1934 - 1996)


Al