Category: Photo Post
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Maximus vs The Pencil
At 2:30 today I was the fortunate recipient of a phone call from the nurse at Lowell Elementary in Wheaton, telling me that Max got the bad end of a fight with a pencil. He had stuck a pencil into his ear canal and when he pulled it out it was pretty bloody.
My guess is he was trying to scratch an itch inside his ear since he does have ear wax issues but he never did give me a straight answer.
I left work and picked him (and Andrew) up an hour after the call and took him to the pediatrician where he confirmed that his ear drum was just fine but he dug a nice gouge into his canal.
So he’s just fine but maybe we will clean his ears a bit more often now.
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Tooth Fairy – Andrew’s Note
It’s so refreshing how honest and simple kids can be. No games, no trying to dress up the message – they just get right to the point.
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Happy Mothers Day Mom and Grand-mom
Today on this specialist of days I think about how much I miss both my mother and grandmother. My mom because it has been more than 6 months since I’ve been back to Detroit to see my family (thanks crappy global warming winter) but it feels like years, and my grandmother who passed on years go but was someone I felt increasingly close to in my adulthood.
Now as a father of 3 small children, I see from a different perspective how important moms are in the lives of their children and just how much influence they have. Nothing trumps a mothers love for her child. And no matter how much love I show my children they always want mom when something makes them sad or hurts. Moms are the rock, the glue, the universal center of any family.
So today as I reflect back on my own childhood, I have much to be thankful for. I had two incredible parents who gave everything of themselves for the sake of the family. As a parent I can see and appreciate that more than ever before in my life.
Thank you mom and grandma for all that you did to help make me who I am today. I love and miss you both.
And mom, I realize you may not enjoy all of the photos I selected, but they all have special meaning to me so I hope you can forgive me. For what it’s worth I hate the way I look in almost every one of them. Really, a fanny pack? How did I even leave the house with that on?
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