Post Christmas

The lack of posts is a direct reflection to the lack of free time dad has had over the past week. Monday was Christmas. Tuesday was spent buying paint and hardware to repaint our kitchen cabinets. Wednesday was spent painting those cabinets. Thursday dad worked in the office. Friday was finishing the painting of the cabinets plus running errands. Of course the whole time spending any spare second I had playing with Charlotte and giving her as much loving attention as possible. And of course my wife as well. Obviously that left very little time to update the blog. I am such a bad blogger. Its sounds pretty simple. But those who know me know that the painting/kitchen project was not as simple as it seemed.

Two trips to Lowes, one trip to Home Depot and I still have hinges that dont fit and cabinets missing handles to open them. Not to mention paint in whats left of my hair, paint on my hands, elbows, and fingernails, and my clothes (painting clothes luckily). I still have one set of cabinet doors that need paint and need to be put up. It never ends. It was so bad that Wednesday night when going to bed Shelby said you have been working all day and it looks like you got nothing done. Thanks dear.

So my goal is to have it all completed by Sunday. Im not sure how but it will happen.

Mom ordered a pair of size 3 shoes for Charlotte over the internet. They are a little too big. Too big for her to walk in them very well. She looks like Jo Jo the clown, looking down at the big shoes, stumbling on her feet. Bumping into things. Tonight she gave up walking and went back to crawling. Poor kid.

Charlotte loves being scared by dad. We began playing a game wednesday night. Charlotte would go into the kitchen with mom. Then dad would hide around either the right or the left corner. As soon as she walked into the hall she would turn to the left (if that is where he was the last time). Dad would be on the right. Then jump up and scream BOOOO!!! She would jump, laugh, then run back to mom. While her back was turned dad would switch sides. Of course Charlotte would look in the same spot dad was the last time. Again he would jump out at her, scream BOOOO, she would jump, scream, and run back to mom laughing. This is what happened to her hair after an hour of playing this game.


PS. Update Sunday - It's now 6am Sunday December 31st. The painting is done. The cabinet hardware is finished. The doors are all on. Dad even got ambitious last night and put in the new sink! We got a little snow yesterday so we pulled Charlotte around the neighborhood in her infant sled. She loved it!!