The bodies.

I went to see an exhibit called The Bodies today. It was pretty interesting. I decided that when I die I want my body to be prepared in the same manner and displayed via open casket with all my muscles(what muscles?) showing. Guests will be able to snack on Fruit Punch and Beef Jerky. It sounds fun. Too bad I won't be able to enjoy it.

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It had to happen sometime.

I am 27 and a half. Today I think I officially entered adulthood. I have a mortgage, own two cars, actually own land, and have both a wife and a daughter. I vote, I pay taxes, I pay property taxes, I cook meals and change diapers but I never really considered myself a full adult. More of a young adult or something. Don't get me wrong I'm not completely delusional. Teenagers and even undergrads (can you believe my youngest brother is finished with school?!) are an annoying breed with whom I no longer identify or understand. Oddly enough this happened the day I stepped onto campus as a Senior in College. The past few years have felt sort of surreal and I have never seemed all the way grown up. It was difficult to view movies with twenty something actors and realize they are younger than I am. Actors in movies have always seemed older than me. This is probably why I don't identify with most of those twenty something soul searching movies. Anyways...

Today I took Emma to school. She doesn't attend any sort of school yet as she isn't quite two years old. Sometimes I drop Emma off there because her babysitter volunteers in her son's class. Today I was there to pick him up as a favor to her. I, cough* cough* I was responsible for him. I've babysat and volunteered in church nursery before. I've been a Sunday School Teacher and a VBS leader. All that was stuff that kids can do. I think this just seems more real to me because it is something that I've seen my parents do a million times. This is something that dads do. I signed him out and walked him and Emma across the street. I got them all buckled in safe and drove two kids through town. Me up in the front seat and the munchkins in the back seat. I guess this is just the first of many more trips to come. I think I am ready.

Someday maybe Emma will read this along with some of the other stuff I've left up here. If she is anything like my wife she'll get a kick out of it. At least she will know that we didn't always know what we were doing and weren't always sure of ourselves. All the same it will be cool to let her in on our secret insecurities when she is getting married and having kids. I wonder if we can keep them secret til then?

Now all I have to do is sit back and wait.

That's right! She has finally done it. I shouldn't have to work once Pizza Hut or some other major chain calls to patent Emma's new idea...PIZZA DIPPERS!!!



The other night we were eating pizza for dinner and Emma was drinking from a normal cup with a straw. Like all kids she loves blowing bubbles into her cups. There is no better place to hold your cup than in you lap so you can see all the fun bubbles bursting and splashing your face. One unlucky(or lucky depending on your point of view) piece of pepperoni didn't survive the trip from plate to mouth and landed with a splash and an "Uh-Oh," followed by Emma's surprise face.If you've been lucky enough to hang out with her you know the one. The pepperoni sunk to the bottom of the cup and I reached over to fish it out. Upon retrieval she promptly grabbed it off of my fork an dipped it back into the water. The next move is obvious. No. She didn't eat the pepperoni she slurped of the water and dipped it back into the cup. Wash, rinse, repeat.



Soon two pepperonis were in the cup. Then three and finally four. At this point in our story Emma's water looked like the Exxon Valdez was spilling its load all over the surface. The water itself wasn't very clear either, looking more like pizza sauce than crystal clear tap(is that an oxymoron?).



Shanna was instantly horrified. I on the other hand had visions of greenback dancing through my head. Who wouldn't want Emma's new Pizza Dippers? The next day while I was dipping my garlic bread into pizza sauce she was hard at work on a new creation... Jelly Belly Fruit Snacks dipped in Pizza Sauce YES!!! I am still waiting for the pizza chain labs to call but I don't expect they can hold out much longer.

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Every river starts witha a couple drops.

Emma started potty training this week. We bought her a little toilet. It's actually pretty cool. It has handles and can be used on its own or with an adult toilet. She uses it with our toilet and that way the base can be used as a stepping stool. She is very good at telling when she needs to go "potty." Sometimes the actually says the word but more often than not she will say "dirty mermaid" because she has diapers with the Little Mermaid on them.

As you can see I did a good job messing up my blog by "upgrading" to a new template. Sooner or later (lets face it...later) I will fix it. In other news, I am going to attempt to bring back the Learn2Draw blog but again I will need a bit of help. It won't require much and anyone interested should email me. I'll be contacting people this week anyway hoping to sucker some of you in.

Wii have a problem

I saw this site a couple days ago. http://www.wiihaveaproblem.com/
I don't know if Nintendo has taken it down of it is just getting too much traffic but you should check it out if you can. It tracks all the different items people have destroyed with Wiimotes. Speaking of destroyed..."The father of the Playstation" is being "promoted." He is being taken out of the everyday aspects of the Playstation. Smells like a cover up for the screwup known as that PS3. Crazy thing is an American is running the show now over at Sony Computer Entertainment. Wow. The Wii shipped over 6,000,000 units in the first week too. I am glad Nintendo is doing well and I am excited to get my hands on one.