A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to Normal

My oldest kids found out I have this blog, so they've been checking it for updates. So, I guess I should provide them with an update.

We tried to go out for dinner again last night. Which just provided more evidence as to why we never go out for dinner.

Too many opportunities for this to go awry. And they usually do. This time it was the fact that they sat us in a corner booth with no way to get a high chair up to the table.

So, we decided to try a booster seat for our 2 year old.

It was not pleasant. At all. Oh, I'm sure we'll go out to dinner again. But I' pretty sure we won't try a booster seat again any time soon.

Building a rocket should not be this difficult.

Momma Hen and I got our 11 year old, Austin, a rocket for his birthday almost two weeks ago, and I'm just finally sitting down to put it together.

He's been very patient while he waits for his dad to build the thing, but he asks about it at least a few times every day.  And I hate that look in his eye as I can tell he wants to ask, but is afraid he already knows my answer will be "I can't do it right now."  Or at least I'm choosing not to.

I'm sure for some of you, putting together a rocket is probably a very easy thing to accomplish.

For me?  Not so much.  I had my fair share of rockets when I was a kid, and I'm pretty sure I always bought ones that were pre-assembled.

Having a 2 year old son that really likes to get his hands on things, I have to wait until he's in bed before I can drag all the parts onto the floor and start trying to put the thing together.

Well, tonight was finally the night.  I started before Austin went to bed, but barely.  I got the rocket all glued together after he and everyone else went to bed tonight, and I think when he wakes up in the morning, he'll be surprised that it's all put together - finally.

Barring extreme Kansas wind, we'll shoot it off tomorrow afternoon, probably at least a few times.

It'll be fun, and it will probably make me regret that I don't do more stuff with him.  It won't be long until he doesn't want me to build rockets for him anymore.

Welcome.

I've started a few blogs over the last several years, and it always seems like the most difficult message to post is the first one.

You probably already have a million and one other blogs you read.  And I'm sure you're wondering why you should add this one to your feed list.

The idea for this blog actually came from my wife, the mother hen, whom some of you know from her blog at GatheringPeeps.com.  We were talking about our life, and how we never would have imagined that it would look the way it does today.  I think my exact quote was "Something happened on the way to normal."  As the discussion continued, we noted the lack of blogging from the perspective of the husband and father, and thought a blog from that perspective might make for an interesting read.

Perhaps this will result in more husbands and fathers deciding to share their thoughts on life with the world, though I doubt it will.  At least maybe I'll offer some fresh insight from a man's perspective, which is something I don't think is shared enough these days.

Today was my youngest daughter's 4th birthday.  The fact that I have a daughter who just turned 4 is one of the many reasons why I say that a funny thing happened on the way to normal.  But that's another story for another day.

So, welcome to my blog.  I'll be in touch...

THE ROOSTER