Renee's

Well, M started his new daycare today. He and Renee are adjusting, but I really think he will like it there. It's my understanding her family are the proud owners of a rabbit, birds, and a kitten, which is suffering at the wrath of M. Well, not every animal can be a horse like Godric, huh?

D'oh!

It's moments like these when you just hear Homer Simpson in the background saying, "D'oh."

B, M, & I were getting ready to head to B's mom's to visit MeMe & PaPa today. We had been to Tulsa yesterday, and we went to Ryan's to eat with Mom & Dad. M asked for a balloon, but they were all out of helium. The nice waitress gave us three balloons for us to blow up for M to play with. Well, B blew them up Sunday morning before we left. We told M he could only take two to Meme's house. B went out to warm up the truck; M stood inside holding both balloons looking at the mostly closed door. He starts yelling at B.

"Dad, open the door."

"Dad, open the door."

I'm going around the house turning off lights and space heaters during this time, when all of a sudden I hear....

"DAD! I SAID, 'OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!'".

I have no idea where he learned that. I will accept responsibility for the 'S' word....uh, SHHHHHHHTUFF, but I don't remember saying Darn around him.

D'OH!

And so it begins...

I've seen a lot of these lately, so I thought, Hey, what the heck....it's probably easier to post here and let people know the happenings of my family. It seems that the older M gets, the less time I have to keep in touch. I'm not saying that's an excuse...just an observation. My intention is to try and post regularly....but we shall see.