I am writing this on behalf of my wife whose brain has slowly become less focused over the past few weeks. A symptom that we will refer to as 'pregnant brain.' Pregnant brain seems to manifest itself in much the same way as what some people refer to as a person who is a dumb blonde. This does not affect complex problem solving or even the ability to preform advanced physics calculations. However, it only affects the most simple and common sense situations. Here are a few examples.
1. Burma Bombing - My wife and I where watching TV when we came across a news channel with the following subtitle on the screen: "Burma Bombing - 25 years later." My wife, obviously suffering from Pregnant Brain looks at me and asked. "Who is Burma Bombing?" As if there where a new presidential candidate she hadn't heard about.
2. Odd Questions - A few nights ago my wife and I where lying in bed talking and my wife ask. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be the opposite sex?" "No" I responded using my most masculine voice. "Yea, me neither." she said back.
3. Complete sentences - As we where watching game 1 of the world series the announcer commented on fans who where using cowbells to help cheer on their team. Apparently the word 'Cowbell' triggers enthusiasm from pregnant women. I assume that my wife had intend to pose the question. "Why do they have cowbells?" instead this is what came out.
"Why...um...bells...ua...with...the Iraq...cow...bells...why...why...they have....bells?"
More to come later.
Thursday, October 23
Thursday, October 2
I know I know I'm terrible with keeping this thing updated. Good news though, I come bearing pictures from our beach trip with Matt's family.
Before we get into looking at pictures, I must explain my great passion for the beach. I know that most people enjoy the beach, but there's something inside me that absolutely loves the beach. Every summer since I was 4 months old I have gone to the beach. There's something about the smell, the breeze, the sand and, of course, the water. My family and I seem to go absolutely goofy when we start talking about the beach. It kind of reminds me of Yoda when he smells peanut butter.
Every time when we get ready to cross over the big high rise bridge we roll all of our windows down and take in the beach air. My sister and I use to see who could get a glimpse of the ocean first and the funny thing is I still like to be the first one to see it no matter who's in the car with me.
As I thought of my huge obsession with the beach, I realized what made the beach so special to me. My family, that's what made it the great experience it was and will always be. When I picture the beach many times I think of boogie boarding with my dad and sister, walking down the beach with my whole family, watching and laughing as my dad would annoy my mom as she tried to lay out, catching crabs at night, floating in our black and yellow boat, fishing and just hanging at 24/7 with my funny, loving absolutely incredible family. I get so excited thinking about our little boy getting to experience the beach with my family. Each and every trip will always hold a very special place in my heart. We might be like the "Griswold's," as Matt has described us, but we know how to have a good time at the beach and make awesome memories.
So now that you've read my rant about the beach, here are some pictures. Oh and if anyone has a beach house that they need for someone to occupy for a week, I'll be glad to help you out with that.
Unkie Matt and Caden chillaxin together.
Family Picture
Matt and Caden building sandcastle or Matt builds castle and Caden knocks down. Don't worry he only cried a little bit...Matt that is.
My 5 month pregger belly on the beach.
Caden in his safari hat getting ready to hit the beach.
Precious baby Caden footprint...I mean melt my heart.
Before we get into looking at pictures, I must explain my great passion for the beach. I know that most people enjoy the beach, but there's something inside me that absolutely loves the beach. Every summer since I was 4 months old I have gone to the beach. There's something about the smell, the breeze, the sand and, of course, the water. My family and I seem to go absolutely goofy when we start talking about the beach. It kind of reminds me of Yoda when he smells peanut butter.
Every time when we get ready to cross over the big high rise bridge we roll all of our windows down and take in the beach air. My sister and I use to see who could get a glimpse of the ocean first and the funny thing is I still like to be the first one to see it no matter who's in the car with me.
As I thought of my huge obsession with the beach, I realized what made the beach so special to me. My family, that's what made it the great experience it was and will always be. When I picture the beach many times I think of boogie boarding with my dad and sister, walking down the beach with my whole family, watching and laughing as my dad would annoy my mom as she tried to lay out, catching crabs at night, floating in our black and yellow boat, fishing and just hanging at 24/7 with my funny, loving absolutely incredible family. I get so excited thinking about our little boy getting to experience the beach with my family. Each and every trip will always hold a very special place in my heart. We might be like the "Griswold's," as Matt has described us, but we know how to have a good time at the beach and make awesome memories.
So now that you've read my rant about the beach, here are some pictures. Oh and if anyone has a beach house that they need for someone to occupy for a week, I'll be glad to help you out with that.
Unkie Matt and Caden chillaxin together.
Family Picture
Matt and Caden building sandcastle or Matt builds castle and Caden knocks down. Don't worry he only cried a little bit...Matt that is.
My 5 month pregger belly on the beach.
Caden in his safari hat getting ready to hit the beach.
Precious baby Caden footprint...I mean melt my heart.
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