Thit nuong (grilled pork)

Fall TV season

The fall TV season is about to begin and I'm ready to get into a new show. Ever since the end of Lost, I haven't religiously watched any show, well besides Modern Family. I've tried to get into a few other shows but either I lost interest and/or the show got cancelled.

Chick-fil-A-ish chicken sandwich

Weekend of anniversaries

First the happy stuff. On September 10, 2011, Tyson turned one month old. Usually it's nothing monumental but knowing that this is most likely our last child (unless there's another accident), I wanted to do a little something for baby. Nothing big. I just made boxed brownies. Not like baby could eat it but it was more for everyone else. Well Tyson was getting some brownies indirectly via breast milk when Lynn consumed some. I wonder if he can tell. I wonder if the milk is sweeter. Wait, why am I so obsessed with breast milk?

(Fantasy) football begins!

Football season officially begins but more importantly, fantasy season starts. My favorite time of year. For those that don't know and/or have already judged me, wikipedia defines fantasy football as "a competition in which participants select imaginary teams from among the players in a league and score points according to the actual performance of their players." It has nothing to do with wizards, elves, or ogres, although I wouldn't be opposed to that either.

Labor Day weekend

Another three-day weekend thanks to the US government. (I also appreciate Memorial Day weekend.) I'm not too sure what the meaning of Labor Day is all about. I thought it meant that it was a day people take off work, free of labor for that one weekday. But apparently it doesn't apply to anyone who works in retail or else who would operate the stores for all of those Labor Day sales?

Pizza night (homemade)

Just Andrew

All the attention and focus lately have been on Tyson (new baby) and Jacob (starting Kindergarten) but what about Andrew, the middle child? Let's not forget about him.

"The call"

The call. The phone call the father-to-be receives from his pregnant wife (or girlfriend) telling him it's go time. The days leading up to the call can be quite nerve racking. Are you ready? Are you prepared to leave at a drop of a dime? This is my recollection of what happened when I received "the call" with the three kids.

Jacob's first day of (real) school

On Monday, Jacob officially started his school career. It was his first day of Kindergarten. He's been to our church's ECC program which is essentially a preschool for the past three years but this is different. This is "real" school.

Who does he look like?

That's the most common question one will get asked with a newborn. It's too early to tell. All babies look like old men (or women) when they first arrive and you can't really tell until they are six months or even a year old. I decided to compare all the boys when they were about a week or two old, since I'm curious how Tyson will turn out. So let's take a look.

Paternity leave (AKA free time)

My two weeks off work started the moment Tyson was born. I was really looking forward to the pseudo-vacation and with all of this free time, I could start completing things on my long laundry list of random crap I want/need to do. But nothing ever goes according to plan.

Tyson is here!

The wait is over. Tyson has finally arrived. He came in at 6 lbs, 7 oz (biggest of the three boys). From my perspective, this delivery seemed the easiest but Lynn may disagree. I thought it went really smooth. One of the nurses said Lynn was a "super ninja", whatever that means but I took it as a compliment. There were no major issues with baby or mom. We could have probably gone home after the first night but unfortunately we had to stay the standard three days postpartum.

Another birthday

After turning the big 3-oh, I imagine any subsequent birthday is just like any other day. There's nothing monumental about turning 31. It's just a number at this point. What's more important is how you feel. Today, I feel like I'm at my healthiest, my prime. And according to RealAge.com, I'm younger than I actually am.

Documentation

The big thing that I have been taught all throughout school and at all of my jobs is to document everything. "If you don't document it, it never happened." I wish I applied this to my two boys. And this goes for everything, from their various milestones to the crazy, funny things they say. My problem is that I don't think to write it down. Who does? You're too busy in the moment. But I plan on changing that, especially with baby #3.