So, November is here and it appears that fall has decided to grace us with it's sweatery goodness. I don't know why, but I'm always happy when October is over. I'm not quite sure why, but it seems to be a cursed month.
And of course, Noah is in the forefront of my mind. We are now doing weekly checks with the doctor, and this past visit we watched Noah practicing his breathing and saw his heart racing. What a wonderfully terrifying image. He's alive and we have to figure out what to do with him. I'm not quite sure if the world is ready for the awesomeness of my spawn.
Speaking of awesomeness, how about that Arsenal? Forget any other sport, soccer is where it's at and Arsenal is king of the season so far.
One thing that I can't wait for this coming holiday season is political ads. I can't wait to find out how terrible all these people we're supposed to look to for leadership are.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
You know....For kids!
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i still have stuff to send you. i can't seem to figure out why i have a hard time going to the post office. i think it might be the fact that i have two kids and i make the post office into a circus....
I'm glad that life comes only one day at a time. That way, each day holds promise of what we need to experience for those few hours.
I remember waiting for you to come. You were 2 weeks late, but you were absolutely perfect when you arrived.
Now, when your days of school or political ads get you down, you can look in Noah's eyes... promise... it's the best medicine for what may ail you.
Dear Joe,
All for that tie with ManU, Aye?!?!
Back in the summer they came here for a friendly with FC Seoul. Lot's of Footeball on T.V. here.
You are all in our prayers. What a replay of emotion, be it from afar.
Recalling our first born, then you and David and Peter. I couldn't imagine the "old days" when the Dad's just stayed outside in the waiting room! I remember being underway and Group San Francisco called up and directed me to "return to station with all dispatch!"
As I said, you are all in our prayers and good thoughts going your way.
Love you,
DAD
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