My Monkey is 14.

I don't believe it. I can't. He's still my little four-year-old ball of mischief and snuggles and I'm having a rough morning.

I also have a hot-ass wife who doesn't look a day over 55. Or is it 56? Whatever. She's a looker.

Happy Birthday, my baby and my babe.

(crossposted from DW)

Charlie had so much excitement, this weekend, he's still asleep! Can't believe our little man is FIVE. These kids are growing up so fast. He's going to be in school, soon, and I'll be home all alone, with no one but Tinny for company.

Tinny can't wait.

CJ spent his birthday with Max, over at Universal. They apparently tried to ride roller ( Read more... )

Maxie.. my heart. I love you, Monkey, with everything I have. And even half of what I promised to Mel.

I hope you have the best birthday, and that this annual is the best, yet.

And, to El.. Happy Birthday, you old lady. ;)

(crossposted from DW)

Ensign Tucker's communication uplink request-thingy passed investigation (or whatever) and he'll now be able to access the game network so he and Maxie can talk and race on Jonas' personal day.

El, if you had anything to do with this getting through.. I'll kiss you.

(crossposted from DW)

When they're passed out on the couch and Star Wars is on.

Max and Wyatt are both out, but Sis and I decided to leave the TV on, in case the silence wakes them up.

We're having tea in the kitchen, if anyone wants to join us.

(crossposted from DW)

He came to give me a birthday hug, this morning, just after the change to today. We talked about Trey for a little bit, then made a plan to have pineapple pancakes - Trey's favorite - for breakfast.

I didn't tell Max, this morning, that I actually saw Trey, after putting him back to bed. It wasn't more than a glance, really, Okay, we had a few ( Read more... )

My little monkey is TWELVE.

You will always be the best thing that ever happened to me.

It's also my wife's birthday, but who really cares about her? ;p

(crossposted from DW)

I have lost him....

He wasn't too happy to hear his race was cancelled, this morning. He was even less happy to hear that he was getting his medal without actually doing anything to earn it.

Max and Leora are fighting about Star Wars.

She says she likes "Kylie" Ren because he uses magic.

Max told her it's "Kylooooooooooooo" and he's not a good person.

She told him she didn't "caaaaaaaaaare" and she is going to marry him and use magic.

If the Force comes out, the Empire will be winning.

Max somehow collected about three inches overnight and his good pants no longer fit. We're going to get to Florida and back, with a pair of Central City-appropriate dress pants as fast as we can.

We will be at the party before it is over. I hope....