Date with a President

Jenny and I are finding it harder and harder to go on dates. Three kids, a demanding schedule, and a new city will do that. We sorely miss our network of families in Cleveland that exchanged babysitting with us. Fortunately, however, my sister lives in Dallas, and she and her husband volunteered to take our kids to the Dallas World Aquarium.

While my sister was regretting her decision, Jenny and I moseyed on over a few blocks to visit the site where JFK was shot.

The building is the Dallas Schoolbook Depository. Lee Harvey Oswald fired his gun from the right side of the building (facing), second window down from the top. You will notice a white "x" at the bottom left of this picture. That's where one of the bullets made contact with Kennedy's head.

People lined the streets to watch Kennedy's motorcade. Spectators lined up against the infamous "Grassy Knoll," which is across this street. From there, eyewitness--one of which happened to be there the day Jenny and I visited--insisted that at least two shots were fired from behind the fence atop the grassy knoll. (Generally, I'm not a fan of conspiracy theorists, nor do I know too much about the JFK assassination, but this eyewitness was sure convinced that there was a second gunman.)

Here's the fence on the Grassy Knoll. Notice the red spray dot above the blue sign. This is where eyewitnesses identified where one of the bullets were fired from.

All in all, it was fun to see a pivotal scene in American history. Next time, we'll probably just find a rodeo.

Makeup Artist

I admit it: I wasn't watching Grant. Jenny was at YW's, and I can't even remember where I was at the time. But it suddenly occurred to me that Grant had not made a noise for a while, so I searched for him (first assuming that if he was that quiet, he must be outside). I eventually found him gently brushing Jennifer's makeup against his eyes. He has evidently watched her numerous times because he applied it like a pro. He cried when I washed it off his face.

Jenny's Birthday

I took this picture with my camera phone, so there isn't enough detail to count the candles on the cake. There are 34. ahem. Let me just say I have not yet entered my 30's. Joseph, though, will be turning 32 this year. :)

Happy Birthday, Jenny.

Trips with Dad

I've tried to take the kids on "dates" recently. We've really tried to focus on approaching each kid as an individual, and hopefully these dates will further us towards that end.

Here's Madison in downtown Dallas. Madison was kind enough to accompany me to a Saturday morning appointment. Afterwards we rode the trolley in Uptown and finished things off with some frozen yogurt at this yogurt buffet place.

This is Logan in a downtown park. True to Logan's character, we rode the train over to the Barnes and Noble at Cityplace where we thumbed through several dozen superhero books.

This is Granty in my home town, Salado. It's incredible to think that once I was his age, standing on the banks of the same creek, possibly throwing the same round rocks.

(Jenny is also trying to take the kids on dates, but she has yet to snap any photographic evidence.)

Jenny's Hair

This is the most you will see of Jenny's hair . . . until I can snap a cleaner picture.

I think it looks great.

(By the way, today is Jenny's birthday.

She's 32.)

I am NOT 32!!!

The World's Best Mother

Let's get it out of the way right now: Words cannot describe how amazing of a mother Jennifer is.

But I'm going to try anyway.

Somehow Jenny was born with an innate sense of motherhood. I recognized it almost the first time I met her. I've made a lot of poor decisions in my life, but the moment I sensed her potential, I was hooked, and moved in for the kill. At that point in my life I wasn't very interested in marriage, but Jennifer was too good to pass up.

So what makes Jennifer so awesome? Again, words can't really describe (or more appropriately, MY words). But here' s a brief list:

1) Patience. She never seems to get frustrated with the children. Often the kids will commit the same kid-sins over and over, but she refuses to resort to a violent response.

2) Perspective. She knows she is nurturing future leaders. She explains things rather than just offering quick answers. She makes sure the kids understand principles. Everyday she tries to make the kids better people.

3) Continuing Education. She always includes in her robust reading schedule books addressing the latest issues in child-rearing.

4) Intelligent. She is so well-rounded. She reads so much, and she is able to offer her knowledge to our children.

5) Energetic. I don't know how she does it, but each day she has structured pre-school lessons for Madison. She gives Logan piano lessons. She manages Grant, which is a full time job. She takes them to Library programs, to community events, to the playground. She gets up early each day, and each day has a purpose.

6) Attentive. It's the little things like braiding Madison's hair, or making sure Logan has a complete lunch or that he does his homework. These are things that dads might forget, or slack on. But not her. She covers all the details.

7) Loving. Perhaps most importantly, Jenny's focus is on her children at all times of the day. Sometimes I like peace and quiet. I'm sure Jenny does, too, but she sets that desire aside to be with the children. She wants them to know at all times that their mother is there and available.

I certainly married up. There was never any question in my mind that Jenny would be a remarkable mother. So it's good to see that at least I'm right about ONE thing.

Jenny, you're awesome!

A Woman Scorned?

In 1697 William Congreve insisted that "hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." Evidently, Mr. Congreve's wife never got a haircut she hated.

This morning, that's what Jenn got.

advice needed:

It's been a while since I've gotten my hair cut--I think I'm going to get it cut and call it my mother's day present. Here is my hair history:

• 6th grade: asked my mom to cut it short and perm it. Boys at school called me bald eagle. My boyfriend (haha--I was 11) dumped me. I swore I'd never have short hair again.
• 8th grade: hair was long again.
• College: cut my hair to my shoulders. It was ok. Kept it between shoulder length and long for several years.
• 2005: 8 months pregnant with Madison. Hot and miserable. Asked the hair-lady to give me a longer a-line. She really messed up. I cried a lot. (I think there is a pic. of me with shorter hair on the side bar.) Mother of a boy I taught piano lessons to told me I got a "mommy hair-cut." I cried a lot. Got it cut into a shorter a-line the same day.
• 2005-2010: long hair. try bangs about every other year.

SO people! What should I do? Should I keep it long? Bangs again? Try something short?

Every time I cut it short I hate it! But I don't love it long, either. And it's hot here in TX--all I do these days is put it in a pony tail. Bangs have been a good option because it is something different, but not too drastic. Give me your opinion! Send me links to pictures!