I was driving through town today and I saw this sign at the Cloverdale First Baptist Church. I had to go home to get my camera before they changed it.

The First Day Of SPRING!!

This is what we have been anticipating for weeks – the first day of Spring! It sure was a treat to wake up to six inches of snow. School was cancelled for Kim and I decided it was not smart to trek down to Bloomington in this mess so we decided to make the most of the situation and have a fun day at home.

Kim treated us to an Apple Dutch Baby for breakfast.

Then Jackson was anxious to get outside to play in it.

Jackson and mommy worked on a small snowman while daddy made some hot cocoa and Carson took a nap. I guess this mean the first day on Fall this year will be 95 degrees and sunny.

Haven't put very many shots on here of the lads lately. I guess I have been putting opinion stuff on here the last couple of times. So here you go. These were taken this past weekend.

I'm not going to write much, just mainly wanted to get a couple shots on here. We are just kinda hanging in there, looking forward to going on Spring Break to Gatlinburg the week after next. We have a cabin reserved for us in the Smokies so that is sounding good right now. We got Jackson signed up for baseball for this Spring, so this will be something new for him that I'm sure will produce many news entries in TWN when the time comes. Carson seems to go from one ear infection to another. Probably a result of the new day care that we have had them in 3 days a week. Welp, I'm going to bed....IU is playing San Diego State in the first round of the NCAA tournament and they are losing at halftime (surprise!). Maybe we'll watch the Hoosiers get beat from the coziness of our bed, so long as I can stay awake.

I was just about to click shut-down on the computer and saunter off to bed when for some reason I decided to put down a few thoughts that will probably end up on TWN.

Being a parent. There is just nothing like it. Being a parent has caused me to have this urge to speak endlessly with people who will be expecting their first child in a few months. I don’t know why. Someone that I work with shared with me that her and her husband very recently discovered that they will be having their first baby. I had just showed her a montage I put together on Jackson and Carson with the background music, “Godspeed, Sweet Dreams” by the Dixie Chicks. She was so touched by the piece that she closed my office door and shared this news with me, and then mentioned that she had only shared this information with one other person in the office because it was so early still. I then had this urge that I jut mentioned, to talk to her for hours about becoming a parent and how my life is forever changed. To give her some kind of insight into how incredibly difficult it is and indescribably happy it makes me, both experiences usually within a matter of moments – and several times a day. It is the hugest emotional roller coaster ride for me. Before Jackson was born, I knew it would be a challenge, of course. But nothing can prepare you for the experience.

Now that we have had two kids now for more than 14 months, it gives me even more perspective. Has anyone ever noticed that life just seems to gradually get more and more difficult? At least this is the way it seems for me at this juncture of my life. Or maybe I just forgot about the stressors of being 15, 19, then 24….geez, what the hell was so hard about those times? Relative to now? I’m sure it was stressful at the time….but obviously I lacked the perspective then that I have now.

You know, I would have it no other way right now. I love my two boys more than I can describe accurately. Kim and I were blessed with having our children at times we were planning to. God literally gave us these awesome gifts right when we asked for them. Both of them. I was fortunate enough to find my soul-mate relatively early in life, while others have spent much of their adult life searching for someone to love the way I do Kim. I have been blessed with the opportunity to work in the field that I have chosen, and advance at times when it seemed like the natural thing to happen. So many things have fallen into place and I literally have nothing to complain about. But am I complaining if I share with you how difficult it is to balance everything right now? I know this is a test from God – actually everyday is…God has extended me enough grace to deal with these endless challenges….but am I utilizing the grace that he has granted? I don’t think so, because I get so friggin overwhelmed! I’ll not bore you with the details. But I have actually read enough other blog postings from other parents who have similar daily challenges to help keep me at least feeling like I’m not going nuts and that it is harder than hell for them, too. At least Kim and I are not alone. I have been able to share stories and struggles with my buddies Todd and Jud, whom also have young children at home and are my age and at similar points of their lives.

The thing is, our society has evolved to the point where most families need to have both parents working. And when you have both working, especially both working full-time, and you have young children – you are in for it. Because it is damn near impossible to balance everything. You have to prioritize, I know. God do I know! But there are still plenty of things that are very important that are getting put on the back burner everyday because you run out of either time or energy. And it makes you look irresponsible to people who either do not have kids or who had kids in a different era when things were drastically different than right now. I have gotten to the point where I hate hearing a 25 year old person at work with no kids or spouse talking about how stressed out they are because they can’t get their car in for an oil change, or because their roommate is messy. Or maybe they feel that they are on the verge of a nervous breakdown because they have to work this weekend and they were really hoping to go out partying. Man. That’s tough. How do they deal with these crisises? Or I hate to hear them say they are “busy”. I know, it’s all relative….but I’m sorry, they are not busy. Get yourself a full-time job, a spouse with a full-time job, and have yourself a 4-year-old and a 1-year-old. Then tell me if you still think you were busy before.

One other little observation I want to share....I have noticed that people who have small children often feel like when they go to work they can finally relax a little, not because they are slackers, that is not usually the case at all. But because compared to being at home, working is much, much easier!!!! Then on the other hand you have the single people with no kids talking about how much work streeses them out! It's the damndest thing, huh? I think this is a good example of the essence of what I am trying to convey right now.

Thanks for reading my dribble…..I feel a little better. Even though I know there is someone out there reading this with 4 young children right now, and that person is saying to him/herself, “This guy thinks HE is busy?”. It’s all relative, so I need to chill out and go to bed.

“Daddy, I think my ear exploded.”

These were the words coming out of Jackson’s mouth as he stood by our bed at 2:45am on Sunday night.

I was trying not to laugh at such a funny thing to hear because it was obvious that he was hurting. Carson had just a few days prior finished taking meds for an ear infection, so this was mine and Kim’s first thought. So Kim stayed home Monday and ended up taking JC in to the pediatrician.

Now I don’t know what the deal is, but both of our boys seem to manufacture large amounts of ear wax in their little ear canals. Both of them. So when Dr. Schecter went to examine Jackson’s ear all he could see was a waxy mess. After using a “water pic” the doc was able to comfirm that an ear infection was the culprit. We were happy to hear from the doctor that his left ear had not actually exploded.

Now, here’s the real good part.

Jackson simply does not take medicine. He never has. Kim and I spent 35 minutes in the doctor’s office with him once when he was a toddler forcing antibiotics down his throat. It took me, Kim and the nurse to hold him down as he thrashed out of control and spit that sticky, slimy, pink antibiotic back in our faces. It is very simple – he does not take it. He will literally do everything that he can possibly do to ensure that no medication ever enters his body.

So you can imagine the situation last night when we were attempting to give him his first dose of liquid Amoxicillin. He is supposed to have two doses per day until the bottle is empty, probably 1-2 weeks. You want to talk about freaking out. You would think that we were trying to get him to swallow one of Cosmo’s turds by the way he was reacting. Nope, just bubble gum flavored pink stuff, 1 and ½ teaspoons. Have you ever seen “The Excorcist”? Of course you have, so think Regan, here. Think flopping on the bed and speaking in tongue and heads turning 180 degrees. After some threats to take away every single Lego that he owns and a few swift swats on the buttocks, coinciding with more screams, stomping, kicking, and more wailing, he somehow swallowed enough of it.

Now we only have 23 more doses and experiences like this to go!!!

just my opinion...

One thing that I have meant to do for awhile now is to incorporate some opinion postings into TWN. I realize that you might not give your favorite two turds for my opinion, but that’s fine. Keep your poop and don’t read it. Every once in awhile I have an opinion about something and I have decided that I am going to start sharing some of those thoughts in this forum from time to time.

Let’s talk IU basketball and Mike Davis. It’s kinda surprising how much IU fans are being blasted by national media regarding the circumstances involving the coach’s resignation this week. The rip on IU fans is that Davis was never given a fair opportunity. That fans were too hard on him.

First of all. We are talking about Indiana University. When the average person hears about Indiana University, they think of basketball and the Indiana Hoosiers. It’s true. Any coach who takes on the opportunity to coach anywhere knows that the expectation is to win. But at Indiana, if you do not win – and I don’t care who you are – if you do not win ballgames, and a lot of ballgames, you might as well put your house on the market because you are toast. There is no doubt about it. No excuses. And I have no problem with that. It is fair.

Secondly, IU fans watch the IU games – duh. We all know how excruciating this experience has been over the course of the last three seasons. It is terrible. It’s not just the losing that is tough. It’s the obvious lack of basketball IQ demonstrated by the team and the coach. It is the obvious lack of offensive direction, plan, and execution. They just stand around and eventually throw up a 3. Now that may be fine for a high school program somewhere, but IU fans expect more and should not have to apologize for it.

Bottom line is this. Davis had a chance. He was here almost six years. That is plenty of time to demonstrate your coaching ability and ability to build top-notch program at an already respected place like IU. It did not happen. Watch the games, look at the numbers, don’t call it a racial thing, don’t say expectations are unrealistic, and don’t chastise fans for expecting excellence. Because to me, accepting failure is far worse than expecting success.