Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Citroen Transformer Dance

Remember "Transformers?" I think my brother had one of the toys. This is "Transformer" at it's best. This is one of the best commercials I have ever seen. The 3D animation is awesome. I laugh every time I see it!


Monday, May 16, 2005

"Critters" by Mckenna


Art project Mckenna painted in preschool. I love how much character these animals have.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

"Daddy, you farted!"

Mckenna (my 5 year old) and I were walking through Town Center (a strip of stores by the mall) this evening and we were crossing an intersection that for some reason always has a septic problem. Another couple were walking next to us and Mckenna says for the whole world to hear, "Dad, you farted!" Squinting her eyes, wrinkling her nose and waving her hand in front of her nose and mouth she says, "Phew, Daddy you stink!" I started laughing. The girl next to us laughing says, "I smelled it too but it was him," pointing to her boyfriend, "But, you know, Dad is always a good person to blame it on."

Then we get to the other side of the street and begin to cross the other direction and a car stops in front of us and asks me if I know where BJ's (brewing company and restaurant) is. I told them that it was ahead and on the left. Mckenna says, "Dad, who is BJ?" The people in the car drive away laughing.

Conversation with my Daughter

Mckenna and I were driving in the car alone today...

"I love you Bebbers!" (My nickname for her)
"I love you too."
"Are you Daddy's Bebbers?"
"Yes"
"Say, I'm Daddy's Bebbers." I love to hear her say that.
"No"
"Why not?"
"I'm not into it."

Wow! This from a 5 year old. "I'm not into it."

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Round and Round She Goes

Mckenna has Gymnastics every Monday evening. She really enjoys it and she looks so adorable running, jumping and rolling around on the mats.

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Mother's Day - I Love You Mom

It has been 23 years now since you've been gone. 23 Mother's Days have come and gone and I can not honestly say that it hurts any less not having you here. I'm 39 now and when I think of you my heart still feels 16 years old. Perhaps in that respect I will never grow up. Sometimes I feel that it is a wound that will forever bleed.

It took me 14 years to talk to your Grandaughter about you. It is still so hard to talk about you without tears welling from my eyes. For a few hours today I forgot that it was Mother's Day. Dad and I went to "Display Day" at Whiteman Airport and displayed the airplane. On the way home from the airport the traffic was heavier than usual. I pulled over for gas and saw families dressed nice going to and coming from Mothers' and Grandmothers' homes. I realized what day it was. It came to me, not like hitting a brick wall but more like a slow dark heavy wave engulfing me with a torrent of emotions. The emotions of watching you live with cancer for 12 years, knowing at 7 years old that you were going to die from it, losing you at 16 and basically growing up without you, are sometimes so much to bare.

I wish so badly that your Grandchildren could have know you, not through photos but, by your warm, gentle, compationate spirit that can't be found in the photos around the house. I hope that one day I can impart to my children the wonderful Mother you were and the Grandmother you would have been. Mom, Dad has made a wonderful Grandpa and the kids love him very much.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom. I love you and I miss you so much.

Display Day at Whiteman Airport


Dad with the plane

Whiteman Airport has "Display Day" once a month. Planes that are at least 35 years old can be displayed for the public to view. Our plane is a 1967 Piper Cherokee 180. It was the nicest looking plane there. We had just finished buffing out the paint and waxing it. Look at it shine!

We sat around the plane for 4 hours so I took advantage of the time and washed my motorcycle too. It sure needed it.