April 16: Blue like the sky. Blue like sapphire. Blue like the deep end of the pool.
My kids all have these blue eyes. While I never outwardly expressed the desire that my children would look like me (that's just cruel), I had secretly hoped for a little something.
My mom always told me that I had hazel eyes. In truth they're just kind of a muddy greenish-brown.
Oh well, there's always grandkids...
The new Wii Fit told me that I am at a healthy weight. It also told me that I'm unbalanced -- it literally asked me if I find myself falling down a lot.
Who knew getting healthy was so obnoxious?
Incidentally, those are not my toes, they belong to my wife. Mine are hairier, and crooked-er.
I only had to try this about fifty times.
My kids were impressed that I could still do a backflip. They were even more impressed when I bounced all the way to the ground.
That just means that the trampoline mat is stretched out, and we need a new one right? RIGHT?
The question: Will I ever be able to breathe again?
April 21: I thought the perspective of this shot would be cool. I considered the background. I considered the angle.
What I didn't take into consideration was the strength of Emma's fingers (it turns out she can't just hang there indefinitely). This was about a second and a half before she landed on me.
I call it the Super-wrapped-over-under-all-around-double-triple-infinite-never-loosened-it-will-rot-off-the-tree-before-it-comes-undone-hitch.
The hammock will NOT be falling down this year.