The joys of parenthood

The other day we were having such a nice breakfast with our 2 year old Annalise we just had to capture the moment on tape.  I'm certain I never behaved in such a way.

Of course then there are the more enjoyable moments when you're inclined to cancel your plans to make an anonymous donation to the local orphanage. 

Of course we all know there's no greater joy in life than being a parent, but even though I'm still more than 3 years away from having my first teenager, there are moments when it's clear what is so 'grand' about being a grandparent.  

bueller? bueller? bueller? bueller?  Ferris Bueller?

The start of something good

In the beginning there was light, and Dad yelled at everyone to turn it off!  Nevertheless the light continued to burn until Dad himself finally conceded and turned it off himself.  Time passed and all elements of pursuasion were employed to encourage others to participate in the ritualistic extinguishing of the light, but every effort failed and nature was established with an unchangable law; So henceforth and forevermore Dad's were gifted with the unique talent and power to manipulate switches of all forms and factors in the 'off' direction.  An act that throughout time has eluded and continues to elude anyone who doesn't answer to the title of Dad.  So to all you Dad's I salute your power as well as your futile pursuit of passing it on to those in your household- for certain as it is that no light will ever be turned off which you do not turn off yourself, it is also a physical law of nature that you must continue to scold, yell, plead, and even bribe in vain attempts to convey your singular gift.