Tuesday, November 6, 2007

A Tale of Two Shitties

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."

There was a girl with a loud mouth on the throne of Baby Sister and a boy with a grave sickness on the throne of Baby Brother. What they both had in common was a big stinky brother named Joey.

And that's pretty much where my parallel to the classic novel ends.

Having Irish Twins is tough. It's even more difficult with what's going on with Andy. Emma is in the prime of her terrible twos and Andy is recovering from major surgery. It's absolutely insane around here. When you think about how bad the terrible twos can be on a parent, that's pretty much Emma. Every kid is different. Some are easier at this age than others. Emma just happens to be one of the more difficult at this age. But we love her anyway. :)

52 years ago on November 6, 1955 it was one day after Doc Brown had a nasty fall in his bathroom, only to awaken to an image of the flux capacitor, which is what makes time travel possible. In real life, however, my grandfather was my age and was in a very similar kid situation. Granted his youngest didn't have cancer, but... I don't really know where I'm going other than if he did it I can do it. However, he went on to have two more kids. I won't.... unless we win the lottery and can add some rooms to the house. :)

I had a dream last night that I went back to work part time at Todd Uniform, which was my first real job. I'll leave it at that. It was a weird dream.

Everyone say hi to my cousin Barry, the newest reader. Hi Barry! You're not a Chiefs fan now, are you? If you are, then you're an ass.

Andy needs his meds now and Emma is on the counter. I'd better go.

I expect Andy to sleep almost all the way through the night tonight, by the way.


Anonymous said...

Hi Barry!! Love you! Aunt Brenda

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