A Boy and His Dog

A Letter to My 4 Year Old

Dear Maddox, We recently celebrated your 4th birthday, and I thought I should take the time to jot down a little bit about who you are at this moment in time. Maybe someday you will read this little online scrapbook of our family, and my memories of you will flood your heart. To put it simply, you are the summation of personality! You can tell the longest stories known to man (and we love to hear them). For about a year, you wore a cape every moment of every single day, from the time you woke up to the time you finally fell asleep. I never realized how much I would miss that cape when you grew out of that stage. I love how confident you are just to be you. For the moment, your world revolves around Superheroes! You assign Superhero roles to us all the time. Mommy is always Wonder Woman (a dramatic upgrade from reality for which I will be forever grateful), Daddy is always Green Lantern and you are always Hotman or Bokathor. Only you know whether you are Hotman or Bokathor on any given day, but it is imperative that we address you by the correct one! You are kind and compassionate and I just love your heart. Your energy is overwhelming! When you grow up and you get that amazing energy pointed toward one goal, you will be an unstoppable force! My prayer every day is that you will grow to be a man who loves God. I sure am proud of the little man you are today. Love, Wonder Woman

A Few Recent Photos

Last week, Greg, Becky, Jaxon and the soon-to-be-born baby moved to San Antonio, Texas. We're more than brokenhearted, but we are excited for the Young's to find some new opportunities in the land of the southern drawl.

Every day, Maddox asks if Jaxon is coming over to play, and I remind him that Jaxon lives in Texas now. So every day, Maddox asks if today is the day we are going on the airplane to Texas. Unfortunately, no.

So, the boys have been talking to each other on the phone recently and this morning, I helped Maddox write a letter to his best buddy...

Stolen Goods

Since the double whammy of a lost camera and a crashed hard drive, I have no recent photos to share. So, I did what every desperate blogger would do. I stole some.

I pilfered these pictures from Amanda's blog. They were taken at our most recent church playgroup meeting. Notice the prized Christmas gift on Maddox's feet. We're getting a lot of use out of those puppies!

When It Rains, It Pours

I hate technology. (Yes, I recognize the irony of that statement as it's posted on my Internet scrapbook.)

Technology lulls me into a false sense of security, as if everything that has ever been stored is retrievable. But it's not. Exhibit A: my laptop hard drive. You know, the hard drive I stored all my photos on for the last year. Crashed. Gone. Blank.

One might suggest that I invest in an online backup tool like Carbonite. I do have an online backup service! On my desktop. Oops.

The technology gods must really be angry with me because I also lost my camera. I realize that can't really be blamed on technology in general, but it makes me feel better to heap the culpability on something other than myself.

So, first things first. If you have any relatively recent photos of my family, please send me a copy. Don't worry. Maddox's baby photos are safe and sound. Secondly, Maddox's 4th birthday is coming up! And since I just bought a new camera, I'll have photos to share soon!

No Fear

Isn't it annoying when parents brag about their spawn and act as if their kid is some kind of child prodigy?

I know. I totally think so too.

My offspring jumped off the big rocks at the Caruso's house over the summer. Those would be the tallest rocks behind him in this photo...

He must have done this 20 times while we were swimming. He's 3.

If there were a bumper sticker that said, "My 3 year old can swim laps around your honor student," I would totally have it on my car. I just thought you should know.