Potty training

Jack just ran into the room and informed me that he had made a moon. I went to see what he was talking about, and sure enough, there in the potty was a perfect moon, a moon of his own making. Potty training is such an empowering process for our big boy. And it is so full of proud moments for me as a father. i celebrate things I never thought about before, and each celebration is sincere. I really am excited about this stuff...and not just because I am tired of wiping his bum, changing his diapers and so on. I am just excited to see him so excited about something that I no longer get too excited about for myself. Wouldn't it be weird if in fact we did all celebrate bowel movements for each other, no matter our age and experience level? High fives, chest bumps...the whole nine yards. That'd be a world I would want to live in, for sure.

Jana is gonna kill me for this post!

I realized something this last week...I have created, or at least taken part in the creation of, three of the most remarkable beings on Earth. Eden, Jack and Emry have absolutely captured me. I sit at work, cursing the day I ever entered adulthood and had to take an actual job, when all of a sudden, into my brain enters Eden telling her favorite knock-knock joke...or Jack's laugh and smile echoing ...or images of Emry toddling around the room. Then I start to ponder how it is that kids learn to laugh in all the right places...how babies butts and spines have to be way more shock-absorbing than adult butts and spines...and how amazing it is that each of my crazy kids is so different from the next, yet so much alike that there are times when I can't remember who did what where when why and how, to the point that I just blame and love each of them for the massive blob of fun and drool and mess and stress that they are as a whole and individually. My kids rule! My kids give me life. When they meet me at the door after work is when I wake up for the day. When they kiss me goodnight is when my day is complete. I totally dig my kids! But no way am I ready to add another!

And then there's Jana...I don't even have the words...Jana isn't just a model mother/wife/woman, Jana is no less than a supermodel of those things. Anyone that can put up for ten hours plus a day with me and three little-me's is deserving of the following, none of which she gets in near enough quantitiy: 1. Nightly massage of neck, shoulder, back, hands, feet and mind. 2. Tropical get-aways for weeks on end where the only sound to be heard is the lapping of the sea against the white sands of some deserted (childless) island. 3. Thanks. She doesn't hear it nearly enough. Thanks, Jana! 4. A bigger allowance. 5. A subscription to the magazine of her choice, because that would be sweet. Oh, and time alone to read it. 6. More. Much, much more. More than can be put into words.

I'm the luckiest man on Earth.

Say, that reminds me, anyone wanna buy a house in Boise? Man I love my family!

We're on our way!!!

Yay!!!! One more sleep until we make our way up to Canada to play! The kids have been bouncing off the walls with excitment... and I must admit, I am quite excited myself! I am gearing up for the 18 hour drive....luckly we are going to spend the night at my sister's (just another little bonus!) I've refused to let my kids watch any videos this past week....I need them to be well entertained for the two days of traveling. I only wish I had some great tricks for keeping Emry happy. She hates driving longer than 20 minutes...it's going to be one LONG drive, I'm afraid!