Movies: Henry Poole is Here, John Adams

Henry Poole is Here is Luke Wilson with a terminal disease moving into a house that has a water stain that looks like jesus.  It’s a great movie, still trying to figure out if he believed in jesus, in miracles, in both, in neither.  It was a wonderful movie.

John Adams: an HBO series that I watched the first disc of.  I’ve always been semi interested in American History, tho I should be more interested.  I’ve always liked John Adams, and so I rented it and watched it.  I have always enjoyed Paul Giamatti’s work, but he was UNBELIEVABLE in this series.  Not crazy about Laura Linney in the past, but she was wonderful too.  I really enjoyed trying to figure out who was who before they used their names.  REALLY enjoyed the guys they got for Ben Franklin and Thomas Jefferson.  I liked remembering that Jefferson was eloquent with a pen, but tended to be more quiet than most in session.  I did a report on him in 4th grade and I remembered that, and they actually mentioned something about it.   If you get the dvd, you can turn on the historical popups too, which I thought was cool. Ended up watching it a second time to see what was what.

Daddeeeeee!

Sorry I haven’t been writing much lately.  Fae’s having issues with some of her meds not working, so she’s been out of commission for a while, which leads me to pick up the slack.  It’s tiring, but it makes you take a good look at your priorities.

One of the things that helps me in my day to day is the ability to sit and write, and I haven’t been because I’m too busy trying with other things.  One of the other things is the reason for my post.  That little update blurb was longer than I had intended, but I haven’t written in a while and it all just comes flowing out sometimes.

ANYWAY!

My son Aidan is 12, and my daughter Gillian is 9.  One of the coolest moments of my life was when I was living with Fae in Houston and Aidan was a toddler, he heard me open the door.  I heard his little feet padding through the living room and him yelling “Da da da da da DAH!” as he came around the corner and ran/fell into my arms.  Definitely one of the coolest moments as a father, well as a human being:)

Now that they’re older, I expected that they wouldn’t do it.  Both kids STILL greet me at the door yelling DADDY! as I come in.  We have a two floor condo, and you have to go up 7 steps from the front door to the main floor, and depending on who gets there first, they usually hit the first three steps and dive into my arms.  I’ve learned to put my stuff down as soon as I come in the door.  It’s fun when Aidan gets there first and Gillian jumps on him so I end up carrying both of them up

Will it stop?  I sure hope not.  It just about makes my day sometimes.  It’s weird to think I have kids that are this old, and at other times it feels totally right.