You Can't Handle the Truth Part 7

If you ever hear me talking trash about you, don't be offended or think I'm picking on you, because I'm not.  I make fun of everyone equally.  I'm very non-judgemental that way. 

Memories

I've been at my house for about 5 years.  It was a time in my life where change happened often and happened quickly.  A few very memorable events (breaking my wrist - showering, cooking, washing dishes: all very difficult with a cast) and a few not-so-memorable events (you don't want to know).  A lot happened here and it was a stage in my life that I'll never forget.  But, as life goes on, we must move from one stage to the next.  I think we'll be selling our home very soon and making new memories in a new home.  Like I've said before, I find it a little sad that my kids will never know their first home.  Sad because it meant so much to me but to them, not even worth a footnote. 

What's Been Going On

It's been a while. Needless to say, I've been a little busy. I'm back to work now and every day I rush home to help with the kids. When I walk in the door I pick one of them up and hug them so tight. I'm only out of the house for 8 hours and they look at me like I'm some weirdo stranger. Makes me want to quit my job. Anyway, here's a quick update:

We're selling our house. Hopefully we get what we're asking but compared to what I paid for it 5 years ago, anything even close would be a shitload of money. Then again, it would have to be a shitload of money to make a dent in the asking price of a new home nowadays.

Work sucks. Too much to do and I'm still not back in the swing of things.

I bought an XBox360. When I first said I wanted one, Celia said "No way, you won't have time to play it anyway." Well 9 months later, I ended up buying one and guess what: Celia plays it more than me.

I'll write more this week. Promise...

The End

Dear Summer,

I'm really glad we were able to spend some time together. I will truly cherish the past two months and will never forget the warm evenings and the sunny mornings and long walks my family took during our time with you. With all these memories, it makes it difficult for me to say goodbye. I'm sure it must be hard for you as well, but always remember that we'll have more time together next year. Please take care always and I look forward to seeing your sunny face next time. Until then, goodbye.

love,
Oliver

It Was a Long Weekend

This past weekend, we had some guests. Two of Celia's aunts, 5 of her cousins, her sister, and 3 friends all came into town to visit her (us) and the babies. It was a fun weekend, but very tiring. We had some stay with us so the babies stayed in our room with us. We got up at 8am, took the kids out to visit with the visitors at around 2pm, then didn't get home until 11pm. They were long days for the kids and very long days for us. The nice part was that everyone else wanted to hold the babies so Celia and I didn't have to carry them all the time. Actually, I felt like I barely carried Lucas for 2 days. It's a nice break because he's starting to get a little heavy. Anyway, they were all a fun bunch and they're all going to the Philippines this winter for Eva's wedding. It'll be a fun time.

Night Shift

When the kids were first born, I always told myself not to get used to any kind of pattern because they'll just change anyway. Of course, after 6 months, I've come to rely on patterns. Big freakin' mistake. For a little while, Amelia was sleeping through the night. 6 or 7 hours easy. Lucas was still waking up every 3-4 hours, but that was okay. One kid at night is easy. The past week, Amelia has decided that she would like to wake up at least twice/night again. This comes just in time for me to go back to work. Yay. Last night, she woke up at 4am wanting to play. Laughing and smiling, she tried her best to wake up mommy and/or daddy. At least Lucas slept through it all.