No, I'm not a greeter as you may suppose. I'm not even one those employees who stares at you with those beady eyes and "accidentally" runs into you while you're buying underwear. I work on Saturdays as your local Eye Superhero (although they wouldn't let me wear my cape and ever-so-tight spandex...dang socialists.)
So come on in, and bring some food with you (filet mignon preferred). Heck, you may even walk out with amazing vision and a big yellow smile on your face!
I'll be there: October 17th and the 31st (November dates are pending):
11328 So Jordan Gateway, South Jordan, UT 84095
And don't forget, Sheri is still rocking it in Lehi*
*(limited time only: consult fetus for details):
1438 East Main Street Suite 4
Lehi, UT 84043
2. Update on the pregnancy: Beginning to think it's a female horse.
Man can that baby kick! The other day I gently rested my ear against my wife's cute belly and *boom* ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE HEAD! I think our daughter crushed the bones in my inner ear all the while playing my eardrum like a marimba (not a drum, a marimba. There's a difference.) I mean, Chuck Norris would have considered crying for a moment. Right before setting the crib on fire and then eating it.
And that's not an isolated experience. When I even so much as walk by Sheri a little leg imprint comes shooting out of her tummy and nearly destroys me. I can almost hear the sound of melodious laughter, although it sounds a little more muffled and significantly more sinister.3. "This is your last chance to do anything remotely enjoyable. For all eternity. So do all you can before your lives become completely miserable."
This is essentially what we hear from parents all over the globe about expecting children. Wow, sign me up! A lot of people sound like having kids is like living in a perpetual pillowfight where the pillows are filled with shards of glass.
Regardless of whether or not that is true (although such a pillow would be handy to have around), Sheri and I have been doing some awesome stuff as of late. First of all, Park City:
Sheri could "bearely" stand leaving this place. It was almost embearassing, but I had to bear with it, and just grab the "bear essentials" and drive away in my Corolla.
Next stop on the DaveyTrain: general conference. It was fantastic. Sheri was able to attend the Conference Center for the first time in her life and we were not disappointed.
Although I have to say that the protesters were almost more than we could bear: (ha! I could go all day...)
4. Mr. Adventure
Lately, I've had that strange feeling that I want to do something adventurous. Really adventurous. So the other day I woke up and thought to myself, "Self, I really want to hike a mountain. But first, go make me some pancakes." And so I did.
This is Mount Olympus. You may have heard it called other things like "Mount Doom", "Crags of Sudden Death", and "The Fluffy Bluffs of Unicorn Land".
It ended up being even more awesomeer than I had anticipated. I am now sending out applications to be a Sherpa. Will accept the yen, the dollar, or chocolate chip pancakes. Believe me, it's worth it.
5. Friends don't let friends watch their sister-in-law get eaten by llamas
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We, parents of children, just tell you that, so that you'll think we're all crazy and that parenting is ever so much better than all of those incompetent parents out there.
...say it is.
(I'm a bit slow this morning). I think the kids have sucked the life out of me once again.
I'll say what I said before. All the stuff that used to be new and fun to you is now new and fun again as you experience it with your baby. That includes eating cake and cookies, holidays, sitting in the grass, snuggling in the bed, reading Bernstein Bears books, and waking up multiple times in the middle of the night to blood-curdling, inner ear shattering screams.
Speaking of Mount Olympus, I hope you brought me back some of the nectar I hear is so popular with it's residents. We should do some winter runs together.
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