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.


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.