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Amy sits on her Radio Flyer car and leans to the right and says “whoa! Whoa! WhoA!” then sits upright and rolls around.

The wife stirs. I feel tired but I must work.

Nevermind. The baby has declared she wants out.

The wife will be up in an hour and a half. We will spend some time together. I will go downstairs and try to be focused on my work. I want to complete all my work today by 3pm so that when Noah returns home we can work on the pinewood derby car together. There is so much to do!

Well, I’ve got my act together today! Apparently after cooking eggs, toast and sausage (Thank you George Foreman!) I apparently left the eye on the stove turned on while taking the kids to school. Then I stopped and put gas in the car (13.784 gallons at $1.559per totaling $21.49) and bought a gallon of milk and 1 lottery scratch off ticket (I’ve now bought 4 – $4 and won $2 so I’m in the hole $2 — I wonder how deep in the hole some of these addict are?). The catch? Apparently the whole time my pants zipper was down; fortunately I had my shirt untucked so I think I was well covered.

The baby has stirred. I must move down to my computer and try to accomplish something. I still have that 1 hour’s worth of work that must be done and I’d like to put another 3 hours into the project just to impress. The client called yesterday and I’m afraid to listen to the voicemail.

Sarah (10 yr old) did a beautiful job on her hair but we are late as all get out and she is moving in slow motion. Fortunely our carpooler called in sick today.

A New Day!

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This Morning

Woke at midnight to fight a shadow for the wife. Shadow flew back to Peter Pan like nobodies business! Who da man?!

* This morning I have a sore throat; hurts to swallow or talk. And some sneezing. I despire being ill.

Profoundness from a 7 yr old: While I am scrambling eggs in the kitchen, “Sounds like you are in a rock band!”

Too tired to carry on. Gonna add tonights wood to the fire and go to bed.

Focus problem! Heart is not racing buy my chest feels like it is. The cold of this office isn’t helping.

Took entirely too long but had much fun editing our photos for our snow day. see them here

I used to take such good care of my things. My cd collection was alphabetized and no scratcheds. Now my discs are regularly used as frisbees and half of them can’t be found and the other half can’t play without several episodes of skipping.

I’m a potential iTunes customers for sure!

For productivity, today the boom box contains Sublime

So far a great day! Playing board games with the kids, sledding with the kids, and now Microsoft Office 2003, One Note 2003 and Business Contact Manager 2003 arrived! Woot!

The sledding reminded me how fun it is to be a kid and how thankful that I can relive it as a parent. I think the rest of this snow the hill is all theirs and my bottom is staying dry. I went down the hill tandem individually with Noah, Sarah and Amy. Unfortunately, Tommy at 191.5 pounds (86.86 kg thanks OnlineConversion.com) is too heavy to ride together; besides, with our combined weight we would have gone into the creek and probably a mile beyond that. Sarah and I had trouble steering together and we toppled…brrrr. Amy and I picked a small hill and she giggled profusely. Noah after a couple of runs says “I want to play with Amy.” What a great brother!

I’m back inside and dried up. I may go out again but this time will be totally as an observer and cheerleader.