Big month for Patrick!

Well it's going to be a big month for my little man. He starts JK this month on Mondays, Wednesdays and every other Friday (If he wants to that is. Deb is home on Fridays and we're going to leave it up to him if he wants to go or not).

For the most part, Patrick is really excited about going and really wants to try out the "reading tent". He's such a little academic!!

Patrick's teacher has sent Patrick a welcome post card and has called Deb and talked for about half an hour to kind of relax some of our fears and worries. Patrick is still behind a bit socially and still not potty trained which have Deb and I worried about ridicule from the other kids. I guess it is going to be tough for him but it might be the kick in the butt to jump start his self-help skills.

Still... the thought of any person (kid included) picking on our kids sends Deb and I into a frenzy!

Anyways, I think we've lucked out with Patrick's teacher. She is SUPA-NICE plus she will also have an EA to help out which made Deb's day :)

It's just hard to believe my little man is heading to school!! It was just yesterday he was learning to walk or playing in the Jolly Jumper!! I Love both Patrick and Kathryn so much I just want to go to school with them and watch over them like a silent protector! Just need to win the lottery and have myself cloned so I can do that!

feel'n fine

I'm only 30 and I feel so old. How sad is that? I have the ability to look back at rather big points in my life (Marriage, kids being born, going to University, etc) and have to remember that they were literally YEARS ago. University was a decade ago alone!

Now most of the time... It doesn't bother me too much because I have a hard time thinking about more then one thing at a time. I'm a guy. That's normal. So I'm usually thinking about whatever it is I'm doing at the time. But this past weekend was different. One of my best friends came up for the weekend for a little golfing and fun while Deb and the kids were gone. Mike and I go back to first year university and hit it off right away. Anyways... after our golf game, we started playing Diablo 2 online since he brought his laptop up with him. Well we ended up playing it for just over 20 hours in a 36 hour time span. Now you may find that sad but for me, it was just like the good'ol days back in university (except this time we didn't have to worry about any projects from professors!). We nearly beat the game but Mike does have a fairly substantial drive so had to leave early on the sunday. But I digress... the point is that the very thing I was doing was drop kicking my memories to a different lifetime and will undoubtedly leave me feeling a bit meloncholy for the next little while.

Don't get me wrong! I have NO COMPLAINTS about where I am in my life and who I am with!! (OK... 1 complaint... Mike and Les live too damn far away!). But for the next little while, everything I do and look at will be tinged with experiences past.

I'm pudgy... and there's a reason.

It's not because I like to snack
It's not because entertainment to me is sitting in front of the TV and blowing things up on XBox
It's not because of my genes
It's not because I like to face paint using black and call myself a panda
It's not because of the 3 heaping spoonfuls of sugar I put in my tea every morning
It's not because I get leg cramps watching other people excercise
It's not because I HATE excercise
It's not because I'm so lazy I don't like to move my arms and legs to float in the swimming pool (Chunky people float if you didn't know)
It's not because my favourite Stooge was Curly (Not the gay ones!)
It's not because I'm usually at McDonalds once a week
It's not because I get winded reading a book
It's not because my wife like's a "Husky" man

It's because I'm not terribly good with home wiring and shock myself more often then not... and a little extra padding doesn't hurt.

Well I went paintballing for the first time on Saturday for my buddy Aultmans' 30th birthday. I have to admit I was pretty anxious because I'm not in the best shape in the world anymore and have a very low tolerance for pain. So that was why I was VERY surprised on how much I enjoyed it! AND I wasn't half bad at it either! There was 12 of us in our group so they gave us our own Ref in order for us to play just amongst ourselves which was perfect. We would play a couple rounds on each course then head back to reload on paintballs and CO2, then head back out to a new course to keep things fresh. Now for the first while, it seemed everytime I got hit, it was on a protruding bone somewhere (Knee a couple times, Rib, Knuckle, collar bone, etc). I was kind of shocked about that since... well I'm not really a small guy and carry around a few spare tires so I don't have a whole lot of bone that isn't padded! These shots hurt but I found it just made me more aggressive for the next round. I guess everyone comes away with one good story so here's mine.

I had army crawled (can you friggin believe it???) around a course so I could surprise the other team from the side and pick them off one by one. It worked pretty good to. I shot one guy in the head a few times (sorry Barret) and he didn't even see it coming. I then snuck around on the birthday boy. He was laying down against a concrete block. I stood over him, my muzzle 2 feet from him and said "You are mercied". This means he can walk off without being shot. I guess I surprised him so much he screeched, rolled onto his back and shot me square in the chest at point blank range. OW!!! The ref saw the whole thing and told me the ball didn't explode, I was still in the game (Not that it mattered, this next part would have happened regardless). I was so ticked off and I think Aultman could see it in my eyes through the mask and started trying to apologize. This is when I open fired on him and covered him with paint. I WAS nice about it though and only shot him in the legs (I REALLY wanted to shoot the dumbass in the head). So there's my good story. I've got several more but that's the one that stands out. I'm hoping someone organizes another trip to Wasaga cause that was a blast!

Anyways... gotta run. The guys are here to replace my bay window, back door and garage door!

So last night at about 12:30, Deb and I were jolted awake to Patrick crying and the sounds of footsteps. I could make out the word "puke" in his crying and knew right away what had happened. There was puke all over his sheets, his shirt and his pants. He was trying to sit down in his Tomas chair and was crying histerically. Deb calmed him down and took him to the bathroom to clean him up while I stripped his bed and remade it. Then took everything to the basement and threw it into the wash. Patrick layed back down and went to sleep. We decided to leave his door open if he needed us. Sure enough, a couple hours later, he walked into our room and poked me saying he was all wet. I flicked on the lights and he had thrown up again in his bed. Once again, Deb cleaned him up and I stripped the bed, remade it and threw everything into the laundry. Now this was about 4am. I had been snoring again due to my cold so Deb was now sleeping in the spare room. Anywho, we had all gone back to bed when Patrick came into our room, climbed up on the bed and snuggled in beside me and went to sleep. Needless to say, it wasn't long before I heard the "BLAAAAAPH" as Patrick threw up again. Now I am somewhat ashamed to say 3 very shallow things shot through my mind in a fraction of a second. Number 1. Thank GAWD I had the presence of mind to have Patrick an arm's length away from my head before I fell back to sleep! Number 2. This weas the first night we had used these new sheets and they didn't even make it through a single night!! Number 3. This was supposed to be my day to sleep in but it's not really going to matter! I know these 3 things are pretty shallow and I KNOW I should have been thinking of stuff like "Poor Patrick. He must be feeling horrible" But at this point in the night (or early day), it just wasn't happening!

Moving on, once we got Patrick cleaned up, it was decided it was time to keep him up so we can keep an eye on him. This was at about 5am. I offered to stay awake with him but Deb was already pretty much awake so said she would. So I trundled off back to bed. Ripped off the bottom sheet with puke on it and through on another one, then turned myself into a rolled up Shaun. I was comfortable for all of 10 seconds when I heard a strange licking sound. Turned out 2 of my cats had snuck up stairs and started grooming themselves in our room! Stupid cats! So after booting them out, I got another hours sleep before I got the call from Deb that Patrick had thrown up on the couch. So while she cleaned him AGAIN, I got out the portable furniture cleaner and started working on the couch. Once that was done, I zombied back up to bed for another few hours rest.

So that brings me to now. Patrick hasn't puked in nearly 4 hours. He is exhausted but afraid to sleep. Kat is her annoying self at the momement trying to be too helpful. Deb has gone to a bridal show with my sister and mom here in town. Fresh air will help her! And me trying to keep Kathryn from bothering Patrick.

I'm tired. Oh so tired!

Whoops... been a lil while!!!

Sorry about that. Things have just been kind of busy! Here's a quick and dirty of recent events for the past... ummm.. 4 months since the last post I guess!!

1. Christmas went great. Was really busy but was off for 3 weeks so got to relax every now and then. I'm glad I took the time because it looks like it will be the last time I get to spend that much time with the family
2. Deb got the job as a pharmacy tech at wally mart. It took them FOREVER to make a decision and it was Deb giving them an ultimatium that finally made them decide!
3. The kids are now in day care 5 days a week at the Y here in town. They are doing GREAT! Patrick has 3 therapists (one for speech, one for social developement and one for eating). They are doing wonders! He is developing amazingly now and EVEN HAS A FRIEND!! Plus all the teachers he has are amazed that he can read and write and he's not even 4 yet. Kathryn is the social butterfly as always and knows every person in the place! She still has a hard time at drop off's but usually has a great day there.
4. I've been working quite a few hours lately but I think OT will dry up for the next little while. There was a "mishap" at work and one of our machines is totally pooched. I guess that's OK though. Deb and I made sure we never lived on overtime. Just kept it for extra stuff. It's going to be different only working 4 days a week though for the next little while. Give me a chance to clean up the garage and stuff I suppose!

Well.. those are the major things. A lot of changes in our lives though. I'm still getting used to it. I miss not being able to just phone home and see how everyone was doing or coming home to the kids and Deb. They mean everything to me though so as long as they are happy, so am I.

ADDENDUM:

OK... I forgot to mention a couple things!
#1. My baby sister let us know she was preggers and is due in July! I'm going to be a biological uncle!! WOOHOO!!! We still don't know what the sex is but Lisa and James want to find out some how!
#2 I turned 30. Friggin 30!! The weekend was great because I had my 3 best buddies up for a weekend of XBox and hanging out. It doesn't happen to often because our lives have pulled us in different directions but once they were here, it was like no time had passed.