I just need to vent for a minute.. There are a lot of parents that think they need to run the world. I'm all for parent involvement in their child's education, but let people do their jobs. People can't understand how annoying it is to have parents enter an elementary school with a chip on their shoulder looking for a fight. Parents have told me many times how my job needs to be done and they are technically my boss because they pay taxes. Well guess what you overbearing power hungry turds? So do I. The teachers that I work with are very dedicated and donate private time on the weekends etc to make sure the children they teach have the best education they can get. I ask everybody that have children attending school to thank those involved in educating their children. Too often we criticize those that work to the point of exhaustion. We need to be grateful for what we have and not worry about what we don't have. Be grateful and make sure people know it. I done whining

It has been a good week for Heidi's family. After a very long time, Bob will finally be home. It has been very nice to see his desire to a part of Carter and Davis little lives. They love him deeply and love to play with him. I can tell that Bob will be a force for good in our little family. He has already backed me up a few times after my beautiful wife shrugged off my opinion on a few different things. (I LOVE YOU HEIDI!!!! thanks Bob)

Most of you have read Heidi's post about Davis being ill. He is on the mend. I can't tell you how scared I get when my boys are sick. I must be a little paranoid from the situations I experienced after their birth but I think that might help me be more attentive. 

Tomorrow is the big game. GO COUGS!!! The game will be a good one. I'm not sure who will win but I am very excited to watch. I think the game will ride on the last few minutes of play. 

Have a good weekend.

A little confused

Last night, I was able to take Davis to the dinosaur museum at thanksgiving point. Heidi had taken Carter to the store with her so it was a chance to have some one on one time with my mini me. We had a good time. Davis was in charge of what we did. What a little control freak. He was constantly telling me where to go and what to do. I found it quite funny. Multiple times he told me to wait and we would do what I wanted later. I heard many of the phrases that I use with the boys pointed in my direction. Look at me, no screaming, and just a minute were the staples of his conversation.

Recently, my two little guys have been struggling with authority. I wonder if I'm not letting them have enough control, or feel like they have control, and that could be the cause of their struggle. I'm just confused at where I step in and take control. They get upset whenever I do so I guess I need to figure it out.

I often find myself wondering why I decided to have children. Deep down as I think about the reason I feel that I will get my answer later. I'm not sure what the reward will be but, I hope it will be good.

Gotta go. I won't be so sappy with my next post . I needed to get some thoughts out of my head.

My first time. Be gentle.

Well, i told Heidi that I was going to start a blog and she got excited enough that she wanted to set it up for me. I beat her to the punch. Look at me I did something by myself and it seems to work. 

I have been spending time reading family members blogs and I realized that some stories aren't being told from the most entertaining point of view, MINE. I hope to post regularly but life has a funny way of telling you what to do so lets see what happens.

Heidi is working herself crazy. I ask her to slow down and take it easy once in a while but she is always on the go. Carter and Davis drive me crazy (short trip) but I wouldn't trade them for anything. They are my only guy friends right now. Not much time for anything else and I love it. Being a father is the best thing in the world. Fathers work so hard. Once in a while the hard work pays off when your children succeed at something and prove that they aren't retarded in spite of their paternal bloodline.

I have to get back to work. I love cleaning up puke from other people's children.