Welcome to Redneckville

We had a wind storm this week and lost a section of our fence and some shingles off the roof. And a ladder his holding up most of our fence to prevent it from falling down. When dad talked to our neighbor about fixing it, our neighbor suggested that we just get rid of the fence and have one big community yard. Which dad replied, does that mean your son would mow my section of the yard?" But we knew we were in Redneckville last night when mom asked dad, "when are you going to fix the shingles?" And dad replied, "I can't. If I get the ladder the fence will fall down."

A Dog & His Master's Shoe

This is longer than others, but I think it's funny. You have to waith about five seconds for the blue screen to go away and it doesn't really get funny until about 55 seconds into it.

Look At What I Can Do

Look at what Puddin' can do on her own now.

Better Than Management

Puddin' always seems to be on the go...I didn't know there was so much to explore in our front yard.




Here's Puddin' exlporing the rock garden.

I've been thinking about moving up into management at our firm and have been in the management training program for the last nine months. As I told the agency manager yesterday that I want to get out of the program he said something that made me think. He said, "It's a good decision for you, since your a family man..." Today, as Puddin' and I got to explore the front yard and the rock garden I thought about the last few months and some struggles and thought beind a daddy is definitely better than being a manager.

Cooking With Puddin'

A friend gave us a kitchen for Puddin' and now she cooks daddy a meal everyday when he gets home from work.

Dad's New Blog...

is up and running. Visit it at www.discoveringhisgrace.blogspot.com His goal is to updated it two or three times a week. I know you'll believe it when you see it.

Puddin' and Fonzie

Puddin' is developing a taste for music and 50's music seems to be her favorite. The other day, she was going to town with mom and she was sitting in the car enjoying some 50' tunes that mom has put on a cd for her and she was kicking and smiling to the music, until one certain song came on and she began to go "Aggggghhh" and point her finger (much like a caveman's grunt) until mom skipped to the next song. (The funny thing is she always makes the grunting sound on this particular song, so we know it's not a favorite of hers.) So, mom decided that maybe Puddin' was tired of 50' tunes and put in some 80' music-that was the wrong choice-Puddin' began to uncontrollably grunt and point until the 50' tunes were put back on and then she relaxed and smiled and started kicking her feet again. So far, the Happy Days theme song seems to be her favorite.