Friday, June 23, 2006
A fabulous "All Grown Up" moment
This past Thursday was another of those moments when I realized that I'm not a kid anymore, I'm 40 years old and all grown up. Fortunately, this moment was a good one.
For dinner, my family (wife Jennifer, sons Ryan and Trevor, daughter Grace), met my Mom at my brother's house to eat pizza and try out his new deck. My brother's house is new construction, so the conversation turned to stuff like trying to plant grass, landscaping, rocks in the yard, the neighbors, the neighbors' kids, the other houses being built, new jobs, upcoming family reunion, and the like. As my kids split their time between playing light sabres with neighbor kids and earning money by getting rocks out of the yard, I couldn't help but notice that my brother, mom, and I have come a long way (a long way) from somehow getting by as a single parent household with a couple of active teenage boys. As Billy Joel sings in the song Keeping the Faith, "The good old days weren't always good....tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems..."
Talking about fighting weeds is better than talking about fighting each other.
That kind of grown up stuff is a lot more fun than paying bills, taking kids to emergency rooms, trying to sell your house, watching your peers be more successful than you....
By the way, Direct Deposit did go through successfully at work. So despite my difficulties in learning a new bank's system, we did get paid. Hooray!
For dinner, my family (wife Jennifer, sons Ryan and Trevor, daughter Grace), met my Mom at my brother's house to eat pizza and try out his new deck. My brother's house is new construction, so the conversation turned to stuff like trying to plant grass, landscaping, rocks in the yard, the neighbors, the neighbors' kids, the other houses being built, new jobs, upcoming family reunion, and the like. As my kids split their time between playing light sabres with neighbor kids and earning money by getting rocks out of the yard, I couldn't help but notice that my brother, mom, and I have come a long way (a long way) from somehow getting by as a single parent household with a couple of active teenage boys. As Billy Joel sings in the song Keeping the Faith, "The good old days weren't always good....tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems..."
Talking about fighting weeds is better than talking about fighting each other.
That kind of grown up stuff is a lot more fun than paying bills, taking kids to emergency rooms, trying to sell your house, watching your peers be more successful than you....
By the way, Direct Deposit did go through successfully at work. So despite my difficulties in learning a new bank's system, we did get paid. Hooray!
