Friday May 15, 2009
so, i stayed at the gaylord palms in orlando for a conference. it had a 4.5 acre atrium inside the building, and the exterior walls of the atrium were the hotel towers. so it actually felt like your hotel tower was a completely separate building and such. i was sitting “outside” in the atrium at the coffee shop, and overheard the following conversation:
little girl: “wow, mommy it’s so nice today, not like our first day here. it was so hot and muggy.”
mom: “that’s cause we are inside.”
girl: “oh,” looks up at glass ceiling. “we’ve been inside for 2 days?”
mom: “yes”
i stifled a laugh by biting my fist.
i was so hoping to hear someone say something along the lines of looking forward to “getting some fresh air” as they rode down the elevator. but no avail.
et cetera.
Friday February 13, 2009
a few nights ago, before cohen was asleep for the night, one of his trains fell between his mattress and bed’s head board. he called me into his room and used every word he knew that remotely applied to the situation to explain to me what happened and what he needed: “daddy, train drop fall, right here, broken, daddy, fix it, train drop fall.”
Monday January 19, 2009
guten morgan taagenstine-enberg. i should be getting ready for work… yes on martin luther king jr day, apparently my company doesn’t believe in his existence. but they do give us a few floating holidays, so i guess the blame then re-falls on me since i am not using one of my floating holidays today. the circle is complete. the wife and i are taking a biblical parenting class. and we are very excited about it. the foundation of good parenting is a good marriage and the foundation of a good marriage is comprised of individual relationships with Christ. the goal is not to have well behaved children, the goal is to have children who love Christ. it’s good to be reminded of such things, and then to pour over examples and details so to better equip ourselves to love and cherish and nurture and rear our kiddos. in other news, i got rock band 2. mandy loves it. she plays the drums. i play lead guitar. we have a band, “the roys”. we are rocking the faces off amsterdam so hard, they can’t feel their eardrums anymore. avery pooped a few days ago while mandy was holding her, and it sounded like 4th of july fireworks. she is the envy of us all. et cetera.
Saturday January 3, 2009
i am an avid football fan. mainly, college football. yet i have never actually attended a bowl game. i mean, that’s really not that big of a deal in of itself. but. my wife, who is not a football fan, and who has referred to herself as a “fall widow” has been to two bowl games. the aloha bowl and the rose bowl. the rose bowl? are you kidding me? i haven’t been to a bowl game and my wife’s been to the grandaddy of them all? for shame. for shame on my face. et cetera.
Wednesday December 17, 2008
dear football,
it is with great sadness that i acknowledge that you will soon be departing me. within two months (45 days, 25 hrs and 30 mins from the time of this post) you will be gone from me. alas, i assure you that the next seven months will be filled with my intent and intense listening and reading of all your adventures during the off-season. with rapt attention i will follow all your recruitments, hires, drafts and training camps, your off-the-field issues and rehabs. i already long for your return to my bosom. but enough sadness, let’s frolick and dance in joy during your remaining days with me. let us loaf around and wallow in the decadence of bowl mania and the playoffs. football, i love you.
lustingly yours,
aaron
Thursday November 27, 2008
lately cohen will only let me change his diaper after running a lap around the inside our house. and i cannot say “change your diaper”, i need to just ask him to “lay down for daddy”. the semantics of toddlers and those who gladly and blindly follow them. et cetera.
Thursday November 27, 2008
i think having a second child makes you realize that you are a dad. a father. the first child’s birth is full of such anticipation and excitement, fear and nervousness, joy and elation. the second child’s birth is filled with realization and peace, a calm confidence of life and your place in it. i am a father. those words mean the world. they give purpose and direction. as i sit here, i watch cohen playing with his trains and “TON-nels” i still remember the small, fussy infant who would only sleep in his carseat. and now we have been blessed with avery, sleeping in her basinet upstairs, something cohen refused to do. she sucks on pacifiers, something cohen would never do. avery’s already peed on mandy, something cohen never did to her (amazingly!). here she is, just less than 7 days old, and we already know so much about her, because we have a healthy comparison to make. she is her own soul, she is my daughter. and still we can tell so much more about her because cohen has already blazed a trail, his own trail, with trains, tunnels, coughie & coffee, the mispronunciation of flag and frog, praying at meals and “kicken”. you realize your a father with your second child. you realize you’re married with the first child. you realize you’re in love when you get married. and you realize you’re alive each and every day you acknowledge that all you have has been given to you from Above. et cetera.
Thursday November 20, 2008
avery elizabeth entered the world on november 20th at 3:45pm weighing 7 pounds 15 ounces and measuring 21.25 inches long. she screamed upon entry and is absolutely beautiful. a head of short, very short, blonde hair and blonde, nearly invisible, eye-lashes. she is a dream and a doll baby, and she is our daughter.
