Well I guess this is growing up...

There's a lyric in a song by Blink 182 that says; Well I guess this is growing up.

I feel like this has been me and my life for the last month. Up until now I've never really felt grown up. Sure I've been able to make grown up decisions, but I'm not talking about being 18 or 21 and the decisions and responsibilities that go along with those ages. No, I'm talking about being A Grown Up.

This month I've seen people close to me in the hospital with heart failure. People lose jobs they've been at for years, and a life long marriage begin to crumble. I've seen babies graduate high school and my own clowns reach age milestones. Life is happening all around me, and I'm not sure I'm prepared.

Watching my clowns grow up reminds me of an easier time. A time when I was younger and things like death, financial burden or divorce didn't happen, or happened to other people anyway. It was kids I went to school with or neighbors my parents told me about, not people that affected me. Maybe it was just easier because these things are grown up issues and I wasn't supposed to know about them? Either way, life was easier then.

I guess I'll just be thankful for what I have, and for the moment because you truly never know what's around the corner.  After all, I guess this is growing up.

J-Tony

Say Cheese

So this past weekend was a pretty big deal around here. For the last month or so I have been gearing up to get Mini-Me a new mattress. He had been sleeping on his toddler bed mattress. I know, I know. The kids almost five, what were we waiting for right?

Well so anyway, we made a pretty big deal out of him growing into his big boy bed, and picking out his blanket and sheets and stuff. So after much build up, he was pretty stoked about it too.

So after our breakfast we packed up and headed out to get a new mattress and all the fixings. We found a mattress right away, but we had bring it home before we could get the other stuff because I had sort of a Griswold moment getting it into our van and the seating arrangement wasn't the greatest. But after that, we went right back out to get his sheet set. After some negotiating, since they didn't have the Star Wars one he wanted, here he is in his proud moment.

That boy cracks me up.


Ok on a side note. I've been wondering why nobody comments on my posts? I mean there has to be a logical explanation right? So anyway, I just found out that to be able to comment you had to have a google account, and maybe this is why people don't, or can't comment. Well no more people. I have fixed the glitch, and now I expect your comments to come pouring in. I mean after all you read it right? Why not leave a comment? Let me know what you think.  And remember if you can't for some strange reason, post a comment here on the blog,  check out A Day In the Life on Facebook at. http://www.facebook.com/pages/A-Day-in-the-Life/161434757238149

J-Tony