What was that? Where have I been? Well...busy. The whole PhD/work thing takes up a little bit of time and since that plays second fiddle living it up with Mary Jane and the girls I really have let this whole blogging thing slip. Much to the annoyance of my beautiful, lovely, wonderful, patient, kind amazing wife. You see (and I hope I am allowed to tell you this) she really doesn't like writing the blog and she has been forced to do be the person who does it (with the exception of that random post on our anniversary) for a while now. She likes the having, but not the writing. Personally I think she does a better job of writing the blog, but.... So why am I suddenly here now blathering on like an idiot? Well there are a number of possible explanations. Most of them are lies however, so I will skip them and jump to the one where I tell you it is Mary Jane's birthday on Sunday (Facebook will tell you to wish her a Happy Birthday so I won't bother to tell you) and she has told me the one thing that she wants for her birthday is for me to write a post and "not just pictures one with meaningful words."
Now, when your wife says this to you there are a lot of things that can go through your mind. If your like me you could think something like "what kind of words aren't meaningful?" or "skip the words with no meaning?" but if you have an ounce of sense in your head you will keep your mouth shut and not utter these things. Because if your wife says something like that to you, hopefully you will have enough sense to realize that what she is really saying is not "Oh, honey I really don't want anything else for my birthday...." but "listen buddy....you know I hate this, it's your turn." (Mary Jane has requested that I take out the word hate in the previous sentence because it is entirely too strong and might leave people with the wrong impression. She told me that she recognizes that it won't make the sentence quite as funny but... And so I have decided to add a long explanation about the whole thing as a compromise because marriage is all about compromise...though not really...but that is another conversation and it entirely depends on what you mean by compromise and this sentence has really gotten away from me so I am just going to s
So....Happy early Birthday Mary Jane. Of course this isn't a Mary Jane birthday post. Oh no. That will come on Sunday. No, I was given the task of talking about another birthday - or pair of birthdays. On Tuesday, August 30, 2011 Parker and Emma Jane turned 3. We were in Destin with Mary Jane's family and had a purple birthday party.
Why purple? Well I'm glad you asked. It started early in the summer when Mary Jane asked the girls what they wanted for their birthday. Emma Jane was initially silent on the matter. Park spent some time in thoughtful reflection and then announced quite decidedly that she would like "purple." After some thought Emma Jane decided this made good sense and it was not long before both of them began announcing to all who cared to listen that they wanted purple for their birthday. Mary Jane, being resourceful and creative in ways that I am not, decided this was something we could actually get for them - in the form of a purple birthday party. So their was a purple table cloth and purple wrapping paper and purple party hats, and special purple cups and a purple birthday cake made by yours truly...with purple icing to boot.
Fun was had by all and it was really great to celebrate the girls birthday with Nana, Pop, Granny, Paw Paw, Uncle Mark, Aunt Teela, baby Lilly (cousin), Julie (Teela's mom) and of course Turbo (Nana and Pop's dog).
Okay, what is likely supposed to happen now is that I am supposed to find a couple more pictures of them with their purple Destin Birthday party and say some more sweet (read: meaningful) things about it and then smoothly transition to talking about the friend birthday party they had here in St. Louis the next weekend.
I started looking for the appropriate pictures and all I found was this
and this
So...it turns out I am likely going to need to load more pictures from the camera onto the computer and by the time I do that, blah blah blah...it all comes down to this. You're tuff out of luck. You're not getting any pictures of the purple St. Louis Birthday party that was five times the purple with only half the butter. Nope. Not going to do it.
Well not tonight anyway.
Tell you what. If you agree to come back real real soon, I will get another post up. Then Mary Jane can have TWO birthday presents (I spoil her) and you can have two posts by me.
In the mean time....look back at those pictures above. Look at them wearing Nana's classes and clowning around. Go ahead. Look.
I can wait.
Now look at this:
Yeah...it's been three years. It is hard to believe. And look at them now:
The Lord has blessed us. He has been merciful to us. We don't deserve Parker and Emma Jane and yet we get to be their parents. I don't understand all the twists of the path we have taken to get here, but I am so thankful for them. Not just them, but Mary Jane and Hannah Kate. This family is the greatest gift I could have been given.
If you care, I will endeavor to write more. Because it makes Mary Jane happy, and because...I still love bragging on my family.
Blessings to all of you
and Happy Birthday Parker and Emma Jane
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