I thought that title might get your attention. So an interesting fact is becoming more and more prevalent in the Lockhart household. I have yet to be puked on. Now, mama on the other hand has been projected on now several times. Today was no exception:
Ethan and I spent the afternoon drawing and coloring pictures. We thought it would be cool to give mama an art gallery event today when she got home from work. We showed her our Mickey Mouse drawing. We showed her our lady bug drawing. We showed her our heart drawing. We showed her our moon and stars drawing. After we had shown her all of our hard work, Ethan decided he wasn't quite done yet. He still had one more splash of creativity in him. He gave mama a great big hug and blurp- vomit all over mama's shoulder, shirt, shorts, and legs. Oh it was a good one too. Not to brag or anything, but I have still yet to be puked on. It was awesome.
It is what it is
- MIKE LOCKHART
- Colorado Springs, CO, United States
- If there isn't a God, nothing matters; If there is a God, nothing else matters...
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Old toys
One of the many benefits to having a little boy is getting to break out the old toys. I got excited to see what all I had kept, so I pulled down four boxes worth of my old stuff from the attic. to say the least, it has been an awesome last couple of days. I got to look through some of my remote control cars, old Lego sets, WWF wrestling figurines, match box cars, basketball collecting cards, and GI Joe sets. Ethan has been so excited about it all. One day we were WWF wrestling champions, orchestrating a royal rumble on the living room floor. The next day we were US marines, conducting a mission to destroy all non-GI Joe combat teams. This morning we were race car drivers, hosting strip racing for all matchbox cars that were interested in the challenge.
The most heart warming part for me was watching the curiosity in my sons face. I literally got to see him figure out how to use a remote control car. To see him put two-and-two together made me feel like crying. It was awesome. I know I'll have to put away a lot of these toys till later, but it made for a memorable weekend...
The most heart warming part for me was watching the curiosity in my sons face. I literally got to see him figure out how to use a remote control car. To see him put two-and-two together made me feel like crying. It was awesome. I know I'll have to put away a lot of these toys till later, but it made for a memorable weekend...
Sunday, July 5, 2009
No licky licky...
Today when I was headed into work I went to give Ethan a kiss good-bye and got tongue. It was hilarious. He has been mimicking a picture of me sticking my tongue out lately and he just so happen to do this at the same time I went in for a kiss. Nothing but tongue, weird!
Playing in puddles
Last night, I got the privilege of letting my son take me for a walk. Or should I say, I got to accompany him pushing his tractor on a walk around the block. It has been raining a lot here this summer. Therefore there are puddles all over the place. Well last night we found a good one at the bottom of an alley. It was awesome, I got to show my son how to get real dirty.
The coolest part though was teaching him to through rocks into the water. He was fascinated, I couldn't find rocks fast enough for him. He would get so excited. You have to understand that he is only a year and half, so his throw is more of a drop. But it was awesome non-the-less. I just adore that little boy. I would find a rock and he would take it from my hand, walk over to the puddle and drop the stone in. We would both listen to the sound and try to mimic it- ker plunk. Then off to find the next stone.
It was awesome, the rest of the world stopped and it was just him and I in that moment.
PS- I think his mom is a super duper hottie hot hotterson and the light of my life. Don't tell her I said that.
The coolest part though was teaching him to through rocks into the water. He was fascinated, I couldn't find rocks fast enough for him. He would get so excited. You have to understand that he is only a year and half, so his throw is more of a drop. But it was awesome non-the-less. I just adore that little boy. I would find a rock and he would take it from my hand, walk over to the puddle and drop the stone in. We would both listen to the sound and try to mimic it- ker plunk. Then off to find the next stone.
It was awesome, the rest of the world stopped and it was just him and I in that moment.
PS- I think his mom is a super duper hottie hot hotterson and the light of my life. Don't tell her I said that.
Catastrophies
Wow, what a summer it has been. Death and destruction seem to be popping there little heads up around every corner. Millions of people a year leave everything to continue the circle of life and kick the bucket. If you lose a loved one, the world moves on. It shakes your world, but culture doesn't even seem to blink an eye. However, there are those few that have touched the lives of the world and at their passing the world gasps. Reality sets in. Yes, your really going to die. There is no avoiding it. Everyone of us has to face to music. Even if your made of almost all plastic, your going to face God in the end. We have seen some big names, culture icons, worldly idols depart from this world just recently:
Ed McMahon
Farrah Fawcett
Michael Jackson
Steve Mcnair
And just the other day I read a story about a local man that watched his wife pass away giving birth to their fifth child. What a heart break. Can you imagine? Just starting out, a large family, dependent on each other, and just like that its over. Now the dad has to mustier up the courage and ability to raise five kids on his own, with the painful reminder of his soul mates death in each of their eyes.
In the midst of our busy lives, our careers, our chores, our errands, our holidays and vacations, death reminds us that our lives are just vapor to the wind. Don't hold on too tightly to the things of this world. Without Jesus Christ all is in vain; you are alone, and have chosen to dwell in it.
If you're living like there is no God, you'd better be right... (and you're not, I promise you that)
Ed McMahon
Farrah Fawcett
Michael Jackson
Steve Mcnair
And just the other day I read a story about a local man that watched his wife pass away giving birth to their fifth child. What a heart break. Can you imagine? Just starting out, a large family, dependent on each other, and just like that its over. Now the dad has to mustier up the courage and ability to raise five kids on his own, with the painful reminder of his soul mates death in each of their eyes.
In the midst of our busy lives, our careers, our chores, our errands, our holidays and vacations, death reminds us that our lives are just vapor to the wind. Don't hold on too tightly to the things of this world. Without Jesus Christ all is in vain; you are alone, and have chosen to dwell in it.
If you're living like there is no God, you'd better be right... (and you're not, I promise you that)
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