Daddy turned 39 this week. This birthday marks the end of his 30's and that he has spent more than half his life with me. Lucky Man! LOL! No sympathy cards please. LOL. Next year, I will throw him a party to welcome him into the 40's...it's about time he joins me.
In honor of this year, I listed 39 things I love about him. There are SOOO many, but here's a few. They're in no particular order.
1. His unconditional love and forgiveness for me.
2. His generous, giving heart...he will help anyone, be it a friend, relative or stranger. This is one of the reasons I originally feel love with him.
3. He's tall, dark and handsome.
4. He makes me laugh. He is so funny and fun to be with.
5. He loves rock music...one of many things we have in common.
6. He is "Mr. Fix-it"...the man can fix anything.
7. He's a great friend...to me and his many friends.
8. He's responsible, taking care of his family, obligations and home.
9. He likes to watch movies with me.
10. He's a Fabricator extraordinary...the man can build anything.
11. He's a WONDERFUL Father to our kids.
12. He loves cats, especially ours.
13. He's manly.
14. He's a hard worker...whether it's work at his job or home, he gets it done, regardless if he feels like it or not.
15. He's the leader of our home.
16. He's strong and tall...two things I am not
17. His love and knowledge of cars (and motorcycles)
18. He plays with our kids.
19. He likes spending time with me.
20. He loves mexican food and sweets...like me.
21. He'll eat my cooking.
22. He likes being organized and clean.
23. His twisted sense of humor...fits so well with me
24. He is always true to himself -- no pretending to be something or someone he's not.
25. He's a blue jean, t-shirt kind of guy.
26. He's laid back...so thankful for this, opposite of me.
27. He's a great driver.
28. He gave me two beautiful children.
29. His GORGEOUS blue eyes
30. He plays guitar.
31. He has great hair...especially loved it long.
32. He respects me.
33. He is a man of character.
34. He is SO helpful, treating our marriage like a partnership.
35. He doesn't take things too seriously.
36. His patience with me and the kids
37. His perspective
38. He takes time to teach our kids.
39. He's my soul mate, husband and friend for life.
Happy Birthday Hubby!! I love you!! Momma Wolg
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Wolg's Trip to Dallas World Aquarium
On family went to the Dallas World Aquarium this week. It was lots of fun. Here are the pictures. SO MANY animals to see that I couldn't begin to capture them all. Awesome, just awesome.
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Friday, July 23, 2010
Somebody has to do it...
Make picnic lunch,
pack cooler,
tell kids to put on swimsuits,
pack pool bag,
squeeze into own swimsuit,
look in mirror and cringe,
tell kids to put on swimsuits,
find flip-flops, hat, noodles and swim vest,
get everyone in the truck,
load all the stuff,
drive (~3 miles),
unload kids and stuff,
carry most of the stuff -- pack mule,
pay money,
scout out spot and stake claim,
apply lots of sunscreen to 2 kids and self,
scorch bottom of feet on hot cement -- countless times,
endure the HEAT (index 100+),
sizzle in the hot sun,
float in the water,
swim,
push kids on floatie,
catch kids jumping in pool,
tolerate A LOT of splashing,
mediate arguments,
receive kicks and bumps,
ignore meltdowns,
sit in water with friends,
swim,
be a bathroom escort,
distribute snacks,
more swimming,
more splashing,
pose for picture,
sit in water,
get a tan,
gross out -- germ phob at a public pool,
reapply sunscreen,
sit in water,
laugh...and laugh,
push kids through lazy river,
experience a few minutes of panic -- couldn't see kids,
endure badder pain -- despise public restrooms,
did I mention HEAT,
get a sunburn,
smile,
wonder how many kids are there -- too many,
keep hydrated,
get hungry for real food,
long for silence,
did I mention SUN, HOT, GERMS,
get kids out of pool,
dry off,
keep kids out of pool,
pack up stuff,
carry stuff,
herd kids to car,
get heat blasted as we get into truck,
listen to whining about sunburn hurting,
drive home,
listen to how tired my kids are,
instruct kids to to march straight into shower,
get mail,
unload stuff,
assist with little one's bath,
shower,
make food,
consume food with kids,
watch movie with kids and hubby,
put kids to bed,
endure more complaining -- so tired,
hurting -- sunburn,
tired,
pass out.
pack cooler,
tell kids to put on swimsuits,
pack pool bag,
squeeze into own swimsuit,
look in mirror and cringe,
tell kids to put on swimsuits,
find flip-flops, hat, noodles and swim vest,
get everyone in the truck,
load all the stuff,
drive (~3 miles),
unload kids and stuff,
carry most of the stuff -- pack mule,
pay money,
scout out spot and stake claim,
apply lots of sunscreen to 2 kids and self,
scorch bottom of feet on hot cement -- countless times,
endure the HEAT (index 100+),
sizzle in the hot sun,
float in the water,
swim,
push kids on floatie,
catch kids jumping in pool,
tolerate A LOT of splashing,
mediate arguments,
receive kicks and bumps,
ignore meltdowns,
sit in water with friends,
swim,
be a bathroom escort,
distribute snacks,
more swimming,
more splashing,
pose for picture,
sit in water,
get a tan,
gross out -- germ phob at a public pool,
reapply sunscreen,
sit in water,
laugh...and laugh,
push kids through lazy river,
experience a few minutes of panic -- couldn't see kids,
endure badder pain -- despise public restrooms,
did I mention HEAT,
get a sunburn,
smile,
wonder how many kids are there -- too many,
keep hydrated,
get hungry for real food,
long for silence,
did I mention SUN, HOT, GERMS,
get kids out of pool,
dry off,
keep kids out of pool,
pack up stuff,
carry stuff,
herd kids to car,
get heat blasted as we get into truck,
listen to whining about sunburn hurting,
drive home,
listen to how tired my kids are,
instruct kids to to march straight into shower,
get mail,
unload stuff,
assist with little one's bath,
shower,
make food,
consume food with kids,
watch movie with kids and hubby,
put kids to bed,
endure more complaining -- so tired,
hurting -- sunburn,
tired,
pass out.
OKAY, DID THAT SOUND GRUELLING ENOUGH?
I was trying my best. It is a tough job but somebody has to do it.
All that swimming, sunning and laughing... Hee, Hee, Hee, Hee, Hee :) LOL!
Most days, Daddy would probably NOT trade places with me. Being a stay-at-home Mom IS a hard job...harder than I thought it would be. BUT, yesterday was one day he probably would trade...time with my kids and our friends at the pool. I'm blessed! Good Time, Good Buddies.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Road Trip
Over the Fourth of July weekend, we made a road trip to see Grandma Great, Uncle Miles and Aunt Dorothy. The 4th is a great time to go...small towns still let you buy and set off fireworks in town. So, we set off fireworks right in Grandma Great's driveway, like last year. This year, JT stayed outside with us and finally even did some sparklers. (Last year, he was too scared and went inside the house.) It was great to see to see family and enjoy cooler weather with all the rain.
Sissy, JT and Grandma Great Treva
Papa's rocking chair
The kids in Papa's childhood rocking chair
Sissy, JT and Grandma Great Treva
Papa's rocking chairCan not believe how much Roxxi has grown...18 months old now
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