The first story is from Tuesday as I was reminded by my 3-year-old not to take life so seriously. I was sitting at the kitchen table reading article after article on the computer about the Cardinals epic collapse in the baseball playoffs and feeling more and more crestfallen. Then I hear a door open down the hallway and then the sounds of footsteps heading my way. Kyle was supposed to be taking a nap and I was expecting it to be my lovely wife to join me in the kitchen. Well I was wrong. I look up from the doom and gloom on my screen and my frown is turned completely upside down as I see Kyle heading towards the living room completely naked. He peeled off all of his clothes in his room and decided it was party time. He just looked at me, said "Hi Da Da" and then just giggled as he started running around the house playing a game of chase with Tank. Sure I am disappointed my team lost but it is just a game. The game that really matters is being a good Dad to my boy. So I shut the computer down and started playing chase with Tank and that 3-foot-4-inch naked little dude.
My next Kyle story involves a trip to the grocery store. We went down the road to get some ice cream. It was raining outside so I carried Kyle in my arms as we headed into the store. As I was carrying him, Kyle's butt erupted with a loud fart. I asked him if he tooted, and he said yes. Then I asked him why he tooted on my arm, and he responded with "because that is what Kyles do." I laughed a lot as we entered into the store.
So how was your week?
Since I spent the whole time talking about Kyle, I better include a picture of Little Miss Hayden and Tank too.
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.