Clothespin Butterfly

Today is my birthday.  This morning, I woke up to my girls walking into the bedroom.  Abigail running in with a present in tote, Katie holding a large scented candle from the living room, and AnnaJaye holding onto the back of Katie's leg taking a little while to wake up as she usually does in the morning.  They were singing happy birthday, celebrating me.

After getting out of bed, I walked into the living room to find that my sweet wife who has been on bed rest, unable to go by the store and buy decorations and/or gifts, used the decorations we had at the house to create some ambiance.  It just so happened that all we had were pink streamers and black balloons.  Although the decor was fitting for a 50-year-old woman, I was feeling the love.

I usually put a lot of thought into the 'stuff' that i want for my birthday each year.  But this year there really isn't that much.  I would like a pair of Diesel jeans or an 8 piece 18-volt DeWalt cordless tool set (I find myself grunting and scratching just thinking about it).  But, for some reason this year I'm loosing interest in the stuff that i want.  Yesterday, when i picked up the girls, Abigail ran out to the car with a clothespin butterfly that she made 'just for me'.  The wings were made out of tissue with a bunch of bright colors where markers were touched down and bled all over the tissue.  Of course when Abigail whipped it out, AnnaJaye started crying because Abigail didn't make her one, she was asking me for it, but there was no way in the world I was giving up my butterfly.  Not the manliest statement in the blog for sure, i was just thankful she was thinking of me.  But this morning when i woke up to the sound of my beautiful girls, pink streamers, black balloons and clothespin butterfly on the counter it brought about a joy much deeper and a contentment much greater than Diesel or DeWalt ever could.

There are definitely some things that I want for my birthday, but today I am thankful for the wonderful gifts that the Lord has given me that cannot be bought.  A wife and kids who love me and think I'm worth celebrating.

The Year of the Rooster

When Katie and i first got married, we thought we knew how to do everything. At least i did. So when it came time to decorate our kitchen, their was no question, we would use Roosters. We had curtains with Rooster's on them, small ceramic Roosters that people gave us as wedding gifts and rooster art hanging on the wall.  Our friends and family, however, failed to remind us that Rooster's were not cool kitchen decor. Thanks.

But, to my surprise, while filling out my Blog profile i found out that i was actually born in the 'Year of the Rooster'. Which makes some sense of my attraction to the rooster. Amazingly the profile nailed me, ok not really, but here is a few things it said:

• People born in the Year of the Rooster are deep thinkers, capable and talented.  
  
• They like to be busy and are devoted beyond their capabilities and are disappointed if they fail. 
  
• They always think they are right and usually they are! 
  
• They can be selfish and too outspoken, but are always interesting and can be extremely brave.
  
• They are most capable with Ox, Snake and Dragon.

Well, Katie started laughing when i told her it said deep thinker, capable and talented.  Unsure of her motivation, i'm guessing that's where you laughed as well.  Either way, i'm wanting you to know that my blogging skills, just like my kitchen decorating skills, just like the year i was born may not make much since unless your an Ox, Snake or Dragon.  I'm not the best writer, but i will be faithful to letting you know what's going on in my head. Much love. 

Getting Started

I am writing the first one so that my super wise husband will start this journey called blogging! Tune in tomorrow for lots of laughs, wisdom and insight from the greatest man in the world!