...but of course, My wife won't let me get one.
She's the practical one in our marriage. Without her, I'd probably have killed myself long before now.
A Christian husband, homeschooling father, software engineer and amateur musician bloviates about whatever he feels like at the moment.
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About Me
- Timothy Power
- Christian husband, father, software engineer, instigator of never-ending landscaping projects, amateur music director, amateur harp player, amateur composer of vocal and other music, who gets his intellectual fingers into way too many pies, and mixes too many metaphors to boot. Be forewarned: I'm pretty wordy.
Can't tell the players without a program
Tonya
My lovely wife. Maintains a blog here.
Pillowfight Fairy
My firstborn daughter, born October 2002, so eight years old. Once upon a time, while I was trying to do something at the computer, she came up to me with a pillow and a mischievous twinkle in her eye, and loudly announced, "I am the Pillowfight Fairy!" I'll leave it to your imagination to figure out what happened next.
Adrenaline Junky
My second child, one very spunky little girl. She was born December 2004, so she's five years old. She reached her "climbing stage" very young, and never left it.
Happy Boy
My third child. Born February 2007. So named because he was just about the happiest baby I've ever met, at the time. He was smiling at complete strangers before he was one month old. Now that he's mobile, he's only happy if you let him go wherever he wants; so his title is not as descriptively accurate now as it once was. I've occasionally referred to him as "The Omnivore", given his culinary appreciation of stuff we don't normally think of as food; but even that name isn't completely accurate, given that he doesn't actually eat vegetables.
The Chunk
Latest addition to our family, born October 2010. As of this writing not much was known of his personality, except for the fact that he was quite wiggly inside mommy (and strong!). Named The Chunk due to the fact that he was 9lbs 10oz at birth (and strong!).
My lovely wife. Maintains a blog here.
Pillowfight Fairy
My firstborn daughter, born October 2002, so eight years old. Once upon a time, while I was trying to do something at the computer, she came up to me with a pillow and a mischievous twinkle in her eye, and loudly announced, "I am the Pillowfight Fairy!" I'll leave it to your imagination to figure out what happened next.
Adrenaline Junky
My second child, one very spunky little girl. She was born December 2004, so she's five years old. She reached her "climbing stage" very young, and never left it.
Happy Boy
My third child. Born February 2007. So named because he was just about the happiest baby I've ever met, at the time. He was smiling at complete strangers before he was one month old. Now that he's mobile, he's only happy if you let him go wherever he wants; so his title is not as descriptively accurate now as it once was. I've occasionally referred to him as "The Omnivore", given his culinary appreciation of stuff we don't normally think of as food; but even that name isn't completely accurate, given that he doesn't actually eat vegetables.
The Chunk
Latest addition to our family, born October 2010. As of this writing not much was known of his personality, except for the fact that he was quite wiggly inside mommy (and strong!). Named The Chunk due to the fact that he was 9lbs 10oz at birth (and strong!).
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1 comment:
Tim, you don't buy it for yourself, you get it for the kids. The kids want it. Child number three, Happy Boy won't be Happy if he doesn't get it, neither will Adrenalin Junkie. Pillow-Fight Fairy will probably picket the whole thing with signs etc. to protest the philosophy behind it.
If it would "crash cars", I know cousin Eamon would want it, "neeed it".
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