January 31, 2013
Oh, the humanity!
11:06 am cst
While Garrett has threatened to run away before,
this week was the first time he ever packed a bag and headed out the door. His plan was to go stay with my sister’s
family, who lives several blocks away from us. While he was packing, Daddy told him that he probably won’t be able to
go to as many FHSU games, since they don’t have season tickets, and with one more mouth to feed, don’t expect
so many trips to McDonalds.
comments didn’t stop the determined lad, who said we were the worst parents IN THE WORLD. (Why are we so awful, you
ask? Well, we didn’t let him play in a basketball tournament in Wichita over the weekend and his team won 1st
place. And all of those playing received HUGE medals. Please, stop crying. You’ll make us feel even worse than we already
I think reality hit the 9-year-old
when he stepped out onto our porch. Maybe it was the cold dark night that made him pause, or perhaps it was when Dad told
him “Goodbye” and closed the front door. After a few minutes, we turned on the porch light, opened the door, and
in entered a milder child. I guess we weren’t so bad after all.
January 29, 2013
Like Father, Like Son (again)
5:41 pm cst
The timid, quiet boy who attends 3rdGrade
is not the same child we see in our home. The moment Garrett steps foot into our house after school, his “announcer”
voice pipes up and he begins to call his pretend game. With Santa bringing him a Playstation 3 console this holiday, we have
had to distinguish between his imaginary games as “Fake Games” versus “PS3 Games.” Yes, I have seen
more than my share of pretend game highlights or slow-motion replays.
Of course, Garrett has been calling games
since he could speak (and probably before this but we didn’t know any better), so we have become slightly immune to
this passion, or skill, or obsession, whatever you call it.
Pulling Garrett onto my lap for a quick wiggly snuggle, I asked him what he loves so much about his
pretend games. As serious as could be, he responded, and I quote: “I really like the game itself, but I especially like
it when the game gets intense and the crowd really gets into it.”
Crowd? What crowd? Is my kid hearing voices? This may explain the trance-like state he can be in when
I just thought he wasn’t listening to me to do his homework or coming upstairs for supper. You have to admire his creative
January 28, 2013
Resolve to Blog More!
I can't believe January is almost over and I have not blogged! I was doing so well prior to the holidays, but I promise to
9:32 am cst
As I prepare for my birthday on Tuesday (I celebrate by attending a Legislative Summit at our Capitol!),
I realized how important it is to record some of the past year's highlights. Of course, my highlights may coincide with my
son's but experiencing his "firsts" are as much of a thrill to me as my own!
learned how to blow his first bubble-gum bubble. I can't begin to tell you how many times I would turn after hearing a panic
squeal, only to see a tiny slobbery bubble hanging from his lips.
-we became the family of tournaments, both in
baseball and basketball. We are now tasked with getting a cork-board to hang up all his new medals.
-we also experienced
our first athletic injury with Garrett "catching" a ball with his eye - what a shiner (and badge of honor) that
-we travelled to see my brother's family at his new home near Casper, Wyoming. While it was fun seeing the family,
we experienced history by driving past the worst fire season to hit the Front Range in decades.
-I was accepted onto
my first state board (the KS Chamber of Commerce Executives-KCCE) while serving in my Chamber role. I'm excited to see what
opportunities and challenges this will bring in the upcoming year!
Here's to the launch of a new year, with the
hopes of experiencing more "firsts" and other celebrations!