...No, well at least not yet anyway. I bet that freaked at least a few of you out though...
Welcome to our family blog.
For those of you "fortunate" enough to have experienced other blogs I've been a part of, please believe me that I will try my hardest not to treat this like my other blogs/journals/job titles... For those of you who have yet to be a part of my "literary expression," I am sorry, but there is time.
Let me first introduce you "all" to our family.
Boston - AKA Captain Choas - AKA "I'm not cute I'm awesome"
Meet Boston, at first glance, you'll see a 4 year old boy wearing 6 year old's pants. Grasshopper legs like mom, all the best parts of dad's face, and Giant brown eyes to boot. All around cutest (but not cute, Awesome) boy you'll ever meet. Describing his aptitude for Music with words just won't cut it. Turn some on the next time you see him and then just get out of the way. First it's his arms. It's as though ants started crawling down from his shoulders and he just can't shake em... Then those grasshopper legs get to work, squatting as if to leap into the air just before his hands hit the ground and his feet kick to the sky. Not to be limited to the rhythm that flows throughout his body, he sings often and well. The sweet hearted boy loves first and asks questions later, always reminding us to feed the hungry holding the signs...then asking why we don't let them live with us... then suggesting we build them a house when we explain why they can't live us. This boy is all heart.
Milo - AKA "please get down.
"
Now let me introduce Milo, our little genius climber. She may have no hope when it comes to clearing 5 ft naturally, but there's no height that seems to intimidate her. Truly a fearless child jumping into the deep end at 1, while climbing to the top of the bookshelf by 2. The most fascinating thing about raising a fearless child is to watch her fail, or as she seems to see it, not succeed
yet... The sturdy little gymnast said her first word (Daddy, by the way) at 8 months old, and knew a good 30+ words in either sign language or otherwise by her 1st birthday. While trying to teach Harper some sign, I've had to ask my 2 year old more then once for help. Naturally, she's picked up on her position of power and has yet to relinquish it.
Harper - AKA "Harper Paige"
Named by her older sister, Harper Paige is just now beginning to introduce herself to us all. "Pacified" until a little after the age 2, Harper has relished in her new found freedom hitting the ground running in full sentences. Full of personality and obsessed with little things just like herself. If you see the other 2 kids, then Harper is not far behind always trying to keep up, stealing Milo's toys to get a rise out of Boston. Holy crap... I'm just now realizing that this little stinker may be smarter than we realize... Harper, being the "baby," steals a toy from Milo. Milo then screams, and big brother comes to her aid by scolding Harper. Hearing the "overreactions" of the older syblings Lisa and I naturally discipline the other 2 WHILE encouraging Harper with her freshly smuggled property... I think we owe the older kids an apology...
Us - AKA "We met at a 'coffee shop'"
Lisa and I have 2 different "how we met" stories, there's Lisa's, and then there's the truth. So here it is. I first approached Lisa in a local coffee shop... and by local coffee shop of course I mean international dating website Match.com. I tried to get my refund but as it turns out, their "guarantee" doesn't apply if you happen to meet your actual personified fantasy, and then she agrees to marry you. Lisa's refund should be here any day now.
Then we jumped out of a plane...
Bought a Harley...
Rode it...
Been to Bear Lake... 5 times...
Been to Disneyland with our family...
Been to Moab...
Been to a Runway show...
RAN a Runway Show...
Jon became a fashion designer...
Made it to the semi-finals for the Best fashion designer in the COUNTRY
Fixed Libby... ... ...'s
- Ignition Control Sensor
- Throttle Position Switch
- MAP Sensor
- AC Compressor
- Rebuilt a Caliper
- Replaced the Brakes/Pads
- Changed our own oil
- There's at least 2 more here that I'm forgetting... but you get the point
Worked on a car for the first time...
And a second time...
and a third time...
You get the idea... the Libby thing was a big deal :)
Fixed the Harley...
Got engaged... at the actual Local Coffee shop...
Almost won the Lottery 22 times...
Got a duplex...
Successfully sold both of our houses... short
Got divorced... ... ...
Gone Rockclimbing...
Been to St George...
Covered well over 200 Miles, Not with a vehicle...
Started a clothing Line...
Went to Seal Beach...
We learned Harper is a beach baby, as long as she doesn't touch the sand...or the water...
Picked up a live starfish...
Kind of adopted a pidgeon..."Ferb"
Got happy and lazy, but still maintain our phenominal physiques...
Went to a Haunted House...
Bought a surger...
Returned a surger...
Returned a surger...
Returned a surger...
Learned to thread a surger...
Lisa's started singing again...
Jon's kept singing in spite of how people feel about it...
We've made approximately 1200 "to do" lists...
Jon's made 7...
Flowers have been sent/made/pictured at least a half a dozen times...
2 dinners succesfully cooked...
Lisa was on the news...as a runway model...
Jon watched the news...
Soooooo, to make a long story long. We're pushing 8 months now, and basically, we're legit.
