Every year we all go look at Christmas lights at a local park.
Every year we go on a Tuesday so we can get pizza at our favorite place beforehand on their cheap pizza night.
Every year while walking around looking at the lights we get hot chocolate that is too hot initially, but cools off so quickly in the cold December air that there is an ever so short sweet spot of time that it is perfectly drinkable.
Rarely does the night go off without a hitch. Take last night, one kid decided to poop for 20 minutes at the pizzeria as we were getting ready to leave, another was “SO COLD” and kept reminding us of it, and our friends’ kid had a complete meltdown at the park.
In the end though, as it is every year, it was pretty perfect in its imperfection. Just like that hot chocolate.
“My brother has his sword, King Robert has his warhammer and I have my mind…and a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone if it is to keep its edge. That’s why I read so much Jon Snow.”
It’s a cold start to 2018 here in Round Hill. We’ve had a few dustings of snow in the last few days that are still sticking around, and I can safely say that this is the longest I’ve ever seen an inch of snow last here.
Despite the below-freezing temperatures I’m hoping to get outside today to walk along the lake and see what the beavers have been up to. They’ve apparently done quite the number on the trees down there and our HOA has contracted with a trapper to evict them before they completely decimate the woods. Maybe I’ll be able to convince one of the kids to accompany me on this mini-adventure. Maybe.
Hopefully the New Year finds you all well!
(I’m not going to call it a resolution, but I am hoping that this is the first of what will be many posts written this year!)
Who hasn’t at some point heard the classic children’s song and wondered “What’s a dell?”
Well, that moment happened for my four-year-old son the other night. Naturally he turned to his ever knowledgeable dad and asked the question. I deftly fielded his inquiry, described the features of a dell, and even provided him with a reference point in our neighborhood that is dell-like. No doubt he’ll wow his mother and sisters with his knowledge the next time they walk there.
It was a proud parental moment, but then I had a moment of doubt. Did I really know what a dell was? Had I led my son astray? Years from now, would he confidently raise his hand in middle school social studies and provide my description of a dell only to have his teacher and classmates mock him for his obviously wrong answer?!
Thankfully, a quick search of the interwebs confirmed my definition, and all of my fear and self-doubt had been for naught. Fatherly crisis averted!
In case you’re wondering, you can find the textbook definition a dell (ok, Wikipedia definition), and even a picture here.
Until next time readers!
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We strive to live simply in our house. I say strive because sometimes living simply isn’t quite so simple nowadays, and sometimes we just don’t succeed at keeping things as simple as we’d like.
Our house is often messy and cluttered, but we’re getting better, and with a gaggle of kids and a dog running around there’s going to be a certain amount of mess. I’m sure if we were minimalists our house would be cleaner, but with little kids comes a certain amount of “stuff” and we’re (mostly) ok with that. We’re willing to accept the mess that comes from all that “stuff” because we’re pretty anti-tech when it comes to our kids. As much as I hate that there are Legos all over my son’s room, I’ll take that over him staring at a tablet playing Minecraft for hours.
Recently, I found myself on a restless Friday night with a sleeping wife on the couch watching a documentary about minimalism on Netflix. (I know, I know, I better chill out on this wild lifestyle I lead!) Anyway, it’s worth a watch, but the basic gist isn’t some crazy idea that you have to sell off all your possessions and buy a tiny house, but instead to not let “things” dominate your life.
That’s an important message in today’s world, and one that the wife and I find ourselves trying to live by and instill in our kids. Like I said, it’s not always easy, but I think as long as we’re making the effort, we’re succeeding.
Right? At least a little? E for effort maybe? #notanexpert
We’ve been pretty tech-averse in our house for awhile, that is until Christmas when welcomed a brand new Amazon Echo into our lives.
We’ve had it for five months now and I can’t really say that it’s changed our lives or anything (ok, maybe there are a few more impromptu dance parties than before), but it’s been a semi-helpful addition at least.
Need some soothing classical music when the kids are nuts? No problemo.
Need a quick weather report? Got you covered.
Have no idea what the family schedule looks like today? Just ask!
Am I worried about the NSA spying on me? Nope. I’m probably more worried about Amazon and Google getting together to form SkyNet and an army of Terminators, but I think as long as we keep Asimov’s rules in order we’ll all be just fine with our new friend Alexa.
I probably travel more than most, but my hotel points and frequent flier miles tell me I’m nowhere near road warrior status. One thing I can say though is that I never get tired of flying! Maybe not all the annoyances of getting through the airport, packing myself into the plane like a sardine, or having to hurry for a connecting flight, but there’s plenty to appreciate also.
The actual act of flying along and looking out the window and seeing a high-altitude view of the world.
Seeing random clouds in the distance and the torrents of rain pouring out of them while we fly through endless sunshine.
Arriving in a new place and seeing it on approach for the first time. Conversely, I also love arriving home, or another familiar place, and being able to pick out landmarks from the air.
Writing this makes me realize how lucky I am to be able to have these experiences. Air travel has become more and more accessible worldwide, but there are still many people who will never set foot on an airplane. To be among those who get to experience flight makes me extremely blessed, and I’m thankful for it.
Although they may look otherworldly, they’re not aliens. They’re called tomato hornworms, they ARE disgusting, and they are a scourge on my tomatoes this year.
Where did they come from? What are they? Why my tomatoes? What did I do to deserve this?!
It turns out that they are the larval stage of the hummingbird moth. Had I known this I would have swatted those suckers when I saw them flitting around the garden earlier this year, but they were pretty cool looking, and as many people do, we initially mistook them for actual hummingbirds!
What’s a guy to do about these little terrors? Well it turns out that unless I want to douse my tomatoes in insecticide (no thanks!) picking them off is the best I can do. Their natural predators are wasps, (unfortunately I killed all the wasps around the house earlier in the summer!) and ladybugs. Although I’d love to see a boatload of ladybugs battle it out for supremacy against the hornworm hoard, I don’t know if that’s a great option this late in the game. I’ll just have to stay vigilant and keep checking daily for more signs of these monsters.
The only upside here is that my kids LOVE playing with them. They were so excited coming home from Costco today because they wanted to go outside to “check on their babies” that I had picked and put in their bucket this morning. They’re outside right now as I type this poking and prodding and doing who knows what to them. It’s fun to see them excited about nature and animals and exploring their curiosity about things, and as long as they’re nowhere near my tomatoes I’m happy to let them go to town!
Suddenly I looked up and it was September. Summer flew by, and boy was it a hot one here in Northern Virginia. We had more 90+ degree days here than last year, and frankly I hate the heat and humidity, so to say that it limited my desire to be outside for extended periods would be an understatement! I didn’t hike, paddle, fish, or anything else nearly as much as I would have liked, but such is life.
The summer wasn’t a total waste by any stretch of the imagination. Probably the highlight of the summer was having the chance to visit St. Thomas where I checked off a bucket-list item by snorkeling around a coral reef with sea turtles! If you have the chance, I highly recommend it.
I’ll try to be back with more posts on a much more regular basis. I still have several posts in various levels of draft status so hopefully this is the start of T&T’s rebirth this fall.