Wednesday, January 28, 2009


I show up to my house the other day with this picture of me drawn by Andrew taped to the front door. Notice the details (the Cardinals hat, the thumb turned down, the "BOO STEELERS" bubble, and I am pretty sure that is my butt chin).

It was one of my proudest moments as a father.

Merry Christmas 2008

We were awoken at 5:30 Christmas morning to Andrew throwing up all over our bathroom floor. Being sick may have put a little damper on the day; however, he wasn't about to let it ruin it. Shortly after 6 o'clock the whole house was anxious to get down stairs to see the surprises from Santa Claus. The boys were thrilled to find that Santa didn't forget them.

Amy and I received a few nice gifts from the boys.

When it was all over, Andrew and I enjoyed a nice rest on the couch . . . for I do not know how many hours.