What a beautiful

weekend! And, for the first time in quite a while, I actually made use of it! Saturday I helped Doug fix the riding lawn mower he procured for me. It isn't perfect, but it beats not having one, and now it runs great, just has a break lever sticking, do you like my run-on sentence? Sunday I got that lawn mower home and a bunch of firewood as well. I spend lots of time relaxing and taking care of my two Ladies. Last night, well, this morning at about 2:45 I changed a poopy diaper and before I finished, my daughter was yeller her dislike of the whole scenario, but you know what? I didn't mind one bit. I actually enjoyed myself.
I am really looking forward to spring. More sun, more warmth and lots of home improvement.

Feeling better

Last night I laid on floor so Emily could try and pop my back. From 2 feet away, through my shirt, she could actually see which vertebrae was out. Needless to say, I feel a hundred times better today.

Up and level

Wow, now I'm a dad. Its awesome. I've had a lot of ups and levels. Not really any downs. It's only been two weeks though :)
My neck hurts, my back is sore from work, I'm tired, my Birthday Dutch Bros. gift card has run out, yet I'm happy. God is faithful and I get to see it all the time.

Gabriella

Hey honey, will you please come out today? Come on, break that water! I know you can do it! I would love to share my birthday with you. As long as you come real soon that would be fine because mommy is hurting a lot and we are both so excited to meet you!

Another day, another year

Today is February 9th. That means two things. My friend Ian Ogier is 25. I wonder how he is doing, I haven't seen him in a while. The second thing is that tomorrow, I'll be 25. Can you believe that? I'm the younger brother, and I am going to be twenty freakin five.
I have a lot of misgivings about birthdays. I really don't like having them anymore. This one I have been dreading. I know that I go through this every year. At least for the past few. I can stay young on the inside and blah blah blah, but I still don't like the number.
However, I have been thinking about the positives:
I am one day closer to being with Jesus for eternity. Whether He comes before I go, or I simply go, I'm just one day closer.
Cheaper insurance. I have to have it. There is no getting around it. At least it'll be cheaper now.
Gabriella.
I can't think of anything else. I'm still undecided about whether or not I like it. I think people should be allowed to pick the age they want to be and just stay there. Oh well, whats a guy to do but deal with it, am I right?

My comments

are now moderated. I have received my second comment in a foreign language. This one came with a link. I followed, bad idea.

Every five minutes

So last night at around 7:15 my wife's irregular contractions started coming at more regular intervals. When they started arriving approximately five minutes apart we decided to call the doctor and let them know. We knew they were going to send us in to get checked, but we called anyway and sure enough, around 9 something we headed to the hospital. She was having good contractions but she wasn't dialated at all so they gave her medicine to stoop the contractions since she isn't quite far enough along for them to be "okay" with a delivery. It was not much fun, but it definitely was a little exciting at first.