Monday, October 31, 2011

6 Days and Counting

Happy Halloween! Hope everyone has a fun and safe time.
We had the best of intentions of taking Kyle out for some trick-or-treating but we got a visit from Great Halloween Meltdown Goblin right before it was time to deck him out in his pirate costume. And it is not wise to use logic and rational thought with the Goblin because evidently the only thing that appeases him is bath time.
Maybe next year.
In other Halloween news, I did go to the dentist today and made out OK for not having been in a few years. Also, unless Mrs. Shife goes into labor real soon, it looks like we are getting a November baby.
Have a great rest of your night.









I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

7 Days and Counting

The signs are everywhere, you just have to open your eyes.
It dawned on me that Kyle has been fascinated with the color pink lately, and then it dawned on me that maybe that is his way of letting us know we are having a little sister for the big guy. Mrs. Shife and I ask him all the time if we are having a girl or a boy, and he doesn't provide much of an answer. Maybe he has been telling us along but we just have not heard him. Anyway that is my deep, intellectual thought for this Sunday, which is 1 week away from the due date. Enjoy your week.




I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

8 Days and Counting

Mrs. Shife and I figure we are going to be pretty tired when the new baby arrives so Tank is going to have to pick up some of our slack. Right now we are teaching him to read so he help out with Kyle's bedtime stories. Hope you are having a good weekend.





I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Friday, October 28, 2011

9 Days and Counting

All I know is if this baby really loves his or her Daddy then he or she will show up Sunday so I don't have to go to the dentist on Monday. It has been more than 3 years since my last visit, and I am not looking forward to the results.

Happy Friday everyone. Hope you have a fabulous weekend, and an Irish blessing to all of you:

May you always have walls for the winds,
a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire,
laughter to cheer you, those you love near you,
and all your heart might desire.





I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

10 Days and Counting



Hi there. You need to click on the picture to make it larger, and please do. It is an awesome montage that Mrs. Shife created earlier this year when Kyle learned how much fun it was to dive into his pool. He did it about 50 times and just laughed as hard each and every time. Being a kid is awesome, and watching them grow, develop, and explore their world is pretty cool, too.



I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

11 Days and Counting


It has been a little selfish of me not to mention that Kyle's mom is awesome. Despite being tired, extremely pregnant, uncomfortable, nervous, anxious, restless, and dealing with three boys all day long, she has been amazing. Kyle, Tank, and I can be on the little high maintenance side some days, and she handles us like a pro. I am sure here are days when she probably wishes we would all go play leap frog with a unicorn. Maybe even a quadricorn. But she doesn't. She just loves us and we love her too. I just felt it was important that I point out and recognize the most important person in the Shifley boy's world, the wonderful Mrs. Shife. Thank you love of mine.



I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Monday, October 24, 2011

12 Days and Counting

  • Well the movie was "Step Brothers." I would be feel comfortable saying it is not on many best film lists but it makes laugh ... a lot. "Hey Derek, Sprechen Sie Dick!" I love it.
  • I posted this on Facebook but wanted to share here as well. I watched American Masters: Pearl Jam Twenty on PBS. And it is awesome. Easily one of my favorite bands. Feel fortunate to have seen them live twice. Watching them in Missoula in 1998 at Grizzly Stadium was one of the best times I have had in my life. Thank you Pearl Jam for the music and the memories.
  • Something to think about. The U.S. increased spending on prisons 600% in 20 years. Spending on education per capita has been flat. We are jailing minds not just bodies.
  • It has been about a month since I had the Mountain Dew. All that processed sugar was not good for me so we had to break it off. Plue the Dew would not sign the pre-nup. Just sticking with hot tea and iced tea right now.
  • Not much else to report except that we are just waiting on that baby.
  • Yes I have lots and lots of pictures of Kyle, but I am running out of current ones as I was not quite prepared for the countdown to Baby Shifley. Fortunately I was able to get a nice one of him at his soccer class. He was having a good time.



I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

13 Days and Counting

Holy fat basset balls, I can't believe we are under two weeks. Crazy, weird, excited, and scared sum up my emotions right now thinking of another baby in the house. We are as ready as we will ever be I guess, and it should be an interesting journey. Well, today is also the halfway point to me getting older, and on my birthday I watch "The Big Lebowski." I wanted to start another tradition by watching a movie that makes me LOL with 6 months to go before I mature again. Any guesses? I think I will keep everyone in suspense until tomorrow but I will give a clue. One of the stars is Will Ferrell.

Fall weather has finally kicked in here in Boise so Kyle had to thrown on his winter hat today when we took Tank for a walk. The picture quality is not the greatest but I think you can see him in his new hat.





I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

14 Days and Counting

Got a lot off my chest yesterday on this blog, and I feel a lot better about life in general. After I wrote what I wrote, I took a long walk with Tank and talked out loud to my biological dad. I told I will own this pain, not him. I am in control, and my family, friends, and life are bigger and more important than what he did to me. I also told him to eff off. Sure there will be days when I don't feel right, but acknowledging and accepting the past will help me to eventually move on to better days. It is a start, and I am ready for the journey. Plus, this little dude below makes me want to be a helluva Dad, a great husband, and a good dude.




I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Saturday, October 22, 2011

15 Days and Counting

This is is going to be a long one so if you want to come back another day then I understand but I need to get this out there.
Thank you to everyone for their comments. I sincerely appreciate it, and all of your suggestions and kind words are awesome. The problem with depression and the way it affects me is that I don't feel worthy of any of it.
When I am in the middle of a blue spell, I don't feel like I am entitled to love, happiness, success, kind words, etc. I am completely aware of it but I just have to battle through the low self-esteem and I how feel inconsequential in life. When I feel better, these feelings are there but they just do not surface and I can manage them.
Yes, I do medicate, they do help, but - and maybe it is me - they do not balance you out completely. In my case, there are going to be days when the blue beast is going to kick my butt.
I also do therapy, and it helped me realize that the anxiety/depression/panic attacks have been there since I was a kid, but I just thought I was moody and anti-social some days. I also know the cause of my depression.
My biological dad left my mother and I when was just born. I never had a relationship with him but we did occasionally talk and meet in person over the years, and as I got older I always wanted his love and know that he was proud of me, but I never got it. Even on his death bed I got nothing from the man who helped make me. So no matter how much love I have in my life, I will always yearn for the one person's that I did not get. I should be able to get over it especially since I barely knew the dude, but being rejected by someone who is supposed to love, nurture, protect, and always be there for you is one obstacle that still haunts me and makes me believe I am unworthy of a lot things that I have in my life.
The one positive for being abandoned by my biological dad is that it did show me the type of father I do not want to be. I will always be there for Kyle and his little brother or sister. There may be some bumps in the road, but they will know that I love them and always be proud of them.
Thank you for reading.
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.

Friday, October 21, 2011

16 Days and Counting

I usually try to keep the language clean on the blog, but not today. I fucking hate depression. Not that anyone I know enjoys it. For the most part, I am good to go on a regular basis, but there are days like today when I feel overwhelmed, uninspired, and miserable. I wish there was a magical pill you could take and it was blue skies, sunshine, and happy trails. I have to weather the storm, and I usually do OK managing the depression, but today I am just more crestfallen than usual. This to shall past but I just needed to vent a little bit. And remember the things that really matter.


Thursday, October 20, 2011

17 Days and Counting

If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.
If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.
If children live with ridicule, they learn to be shy.
If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.
If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.
If children live with praise, they learn to appreciate.
If children live with fairness, they learn justice.
If children live with security, they learn to have faith.
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.
If children live with acceptance, they learn to find love in the world.


And if children live with a basset hound, they learn how to play laser tag in the nude.
(Kyle has a laser pointer in his hand and for some reason Tank Tank loves to chase the light.)

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

18 Days and Counting

Well we think we finally have the names picked. Then again we might take a look at the kid, and decide that the little person is not a Shaquille or Sinnamon Shifley. So 18 days until the due date? What do you think? Are we going to make it to November 6? Are we going to make it to Halloween? I think the baby is coming early, and I think we are having a girl, but then again I watch "Jersey Shore" and thought butt cleavage was going to take the fashion world by storm.

It is never too early to start the child labor.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

19 Days and Counting

This has to be my new favorite picture of Kyle. As mentioned in a previous post, he is going through a nudist phase and Mrs. Shife caught him on film cruising through the kitchen while he was chasing Tank with his stroller. Oh I just know that grin is going to cost me a lot of money in the upcoming years. Have a good one.

Monday, October 17, 2011

20 Days and Counting


He did it. I am so proud of my little man. He peed into his potty chair.
He has been going through a nudist phase lately, and we figured it was just a matter of time before he started taking care of business. I don't know if it was watching his old man get down on his knees and pee into the frog's mouth this morning, but whatever it was, he let us know this evening that wanted to pee into the frog and that is what he did.
It really is is the little things.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

21 Days and Counting

I just want to make sure but I assume if you notice that I have not updated the countdown then I am either another tragic victim of auto-erotica asphyxiation or we are having the kid ... well Mrs. Shife is having the kid.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

22 Days and Counting

I heard some great parenting advice that I wanted to pass along. I know that we all love and are proud of our kids - at least most of the time =) - but we tend to tell them that we love them but we are not very prone to tell them that we are proud of them. That's all folks.



This is Kyle's game face. He is ready to ride. And I will always be proud of him.

Friday, October 14, 2011

23 Days and Counting


Kyle knows how to work the pouty face, and he has been having some "awesome" meltdowns lately so I imagine I am going to be seeing a lot of Mr. Pouty next month. I might be a little pouty myself because I don't want to see the little guy upset because there is another child in the house, and he is no longer the center of our world. I know I have the capacity to love another child but right now it just seems like a weird concept that I am going to love another little person as much as I love Kyle. I also know I will look back at this post in the near future, and laugh at this post. Mostly I will laugh because I will be hysterical from the lack of sleep. Good times.


Thursday, October 13, 2011

24 Days and Counting


Holy Cannoli!!!

Not really much of significance to add today. Sorry. Hope you are having a good one. Talk to you tomorrow.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

25 Days and Counting

I have failed as a Dad. The little man has picked the evilest of all the teams, the Yankees. Help me baby Jesus.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

26 days and counting

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most importantly, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary. - Steve Jobs

One of my goals is to teach Kyle and his brother and or sister to live their own lives, and know the joy of being true to themselves. I hope they honor and appreciate life by fully and truly living the one very special life that is yours.


Come on, you should know me better than that, and know that I was going to have to put up a silly picture to balance out that seriousness.

Monday, October 10, 2011

27 Days and Counting

What am I thinking about today? Not a lot except that I am a total scrot. Running a marathon is pretty hard, but running while you are 39 weeks pregnant is wicked hard. Then the lady starting feeling contractions towards the end of the race and gave birth shortly after the race. So my Sunday afternoon of spackling holes in the wall, painting, and fixing the deck does not look that impressive anymore. However, I did have a slight hangover so that has to count for something, right?




Somebody was pleased with themselves after they picked some Hastas from the garden, and put them in his batting tee.

Sunday, October 09, 2011

28 Days and Counting

This is something I wrote about 20 days before Kyle was born, and it is appropriate right now because I am having the same feelings I did before I met my little man.

Well folks believe it or not but I am going to be a Dad again real, real soon. I know some of you have been down this road and others of you can't even imagine taking this path. I am excited, nervous, and scared, but as the due date - November 6 - creeps ever closer I find myself looking forward to this moment that will turn my life upside down more than ever. So Kyle's brother or sister I hope you inherit the best of what Mrs. Shife and I have to offer.

I can hardly wait for you to enter the world and see the joy you bring.
Sweet baby of mine, you're a magnificent gift.
Living proof of how your mother and I have shared our love.
I hope you have your mother’s eyes
Then you will go into the world able to look at all things wise.
I hope you inherit my ability to plan.
With that you will be able to face all things in life as a strong woman or man.
I hope you receive from your mother her selfless ways.
For this will bless you all of your days.
I hope you learn from me, spirit and let no one take it.
Believe me you will need it in life, and many will try to break it.
But with that spirit you must have your mother’s center.
With that you will be cautious of any door you enter.
I want you to have my curiosity. There’s nothing wrong with questions you may blurt!
But receive your mother’s discernment, so you'll know when to let go before getting hurt.
Have my big heart; know what emotions are and how to be real.
Share your mother’s strength so you can handle what you feel.
Share my sense of humor! Laugh a lot it helps you through life.
Share your mother’s sense of duty. Know how to be serious and take strife.
And most importantly please remember to be true to yourself and know that the day you are born you will inherit the greatest love your mother and I could ever offer anyone.

I can’t wait to meet you Baby Shifley.

The Shifley family is going to get a little bit bigger here real soon.



Saturday, October 08, 2011

29 Days and Counting

Mrs. Shife had a dream that she was having the baby next Friday. I hope she was just being a dream surrogate. I know the kid is coming, and I really, really want to meet the little dude or lady, but next Friday is my jazzercise night. So another day down, and we continue to do the best we can and hope that have we have saved enough to pay for Kyle's therapy.



Friday, October 07, 2011

30 Days and Counting

Ahhh parenting. Sometimes it is the best job in the world but other days it seems like you are trying to nail Jello-O to a tree. I know there is always alot to be thankful for if you take the time to look. For example, I'm sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt. So where are the Shifleys today? Just trying to come up with a name. We are pretty set on a boy name, but a girl name is becoming elusive. Enjoy the rest of your day. And I should take a cue from darling little boy by remembering to take the time to smell the flowers.


Thursday, October 06, 2011

31 Days and Counting

Well, well, well, I survived Las Vegas with my 2 1/2-year-old boy and my 8 1/2-month pregnant wife. Las Vegas is definitely not a great place to take a 2-year-old but we still had a good time. Now we are back home waiting on Kyle's brother or sister to arrive. Mrs. Shife is due November 6 so that is where we are at. Just circling over the Shifley International Airport looking forward to traffic control to give us the go ahead and bring that baby home. So my goal is to write every day until that happens. Hopefully it will be fun and hopefully I will not bore you to death.

The burning question for today is how the heck am I going to survive with 2 kids and a crazy basset hound? I know people do it every day, and these same people have told me that it is easy and then others tell me it is hard so I have no idea what to expect. All I know is that drinking heavily is not an option. I gave 1-800-THE-LAMA1 a call for spiritual advice, and I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any advice, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice. Hope you like that one, BP.=)


And here is a picture of Kyle doing the no pants dance. He lost them playing the slots, but he got to see Elvis.