Don't laugh (too hard)

Well, I have a new job (in addition to all the others), but this one is on a voluntary basis. I am an assistant coach for S's A-league baseball team. Don't ask me how I got into this, but anyone who knows me knows that I probably the most un-athletic person in the world! It has been fun so far; the team is made up of a great bunch of kids and I get to spend some extra time with S.

The neighbor has left the neighborhood.

It is sad that neighborhoods are not as close-knit as they used to be. Growing up, my sister and I knew everyone on our small block. I remember walking to our grandparents house with her and visiting their next door neighbors, Kitty Crom and Aunt Lottie (not our aunt). Now, we really only know the neighbors here that have kids the same age as our kids. I don't feel comfortable with them roaming the 'hood the way my sister and I roamed ours.

Time to be thankful

As I am getting ready to host my first Thanksgiving dinner (on Saturday), I have been thinking about how lucky I am. I have nice house, a great job, and we have a comfortable, yet sometimes stressful, life. What I am most thankful for however is my wonderful wife and my children. As I see what some others go through with their personal lifes, I realize that I am truly blessed. I am also thankful for my four sisters, even though I don't get to see or talk to them as much as I would like I have great parents and in-laws, too. I am especially lucky to still have my Papaw and Aunt Rawnie. I am so thankful that my kids are able to have a relationship with them. The one thing that I wish for is that my kids would have been able to meet Mamaw, Libby & Biggie.

Yeah, America!

We had better fasten our seatbelts! It will be a wild and crazy ride while the country is headed in a new direction!

Breathe-right strips...peppermint flavored.

So I told B. to brush her teeth last night. She asked if she could keep her chewing gum, and I said "Sure," since it was sugar free. Little did I know that she had a special place to store it.

Time is kicking my butt.

We set S. up in a full-size bed this weekend. With our lives going at such a high speed with work, school, and sports, the realization that my children are growing up stopped me in my tracks. No more bunk beds! At least he still looks small when he is lying in the bed. He said, "I feel like a freakin' ant!" and laughed his head off.