Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Ever since we started our basement remodel a year and a half ago, our treadmill has been moved around down there, covered in dust or shoved into a closet. I can't tell you how psychologically difficult it has been to jump back onto it amidst the hectic demands of my life as a full time working parent. But yesterday, I did just that.
Baby steps. Wish me luck.
We have a 100 year old house. Not surprisingly some of the doors slightly stick, including the one into Lukas' room. To date this has actually served us well, discouraging him from leaving his room when he has been less than enthusiastic about going straight to sleep. But last night he wasn't about to let that deter him.
When we heard the gate at the top of the stairs squeak open, I headed up to tell him he needed to go back to bed. "I don't want tooooo!" was his response before disappearing. It was dark so my eyes were having trouble adjusting. All I saw was a streak of white from his stuffed panda whiz by followed closely by a slight breeze. I followed it only to have the streak of white instantly flash by me in the other direction. It was reminiscent of any number of creepy horror films. By the third pass, my eyes adjusted and I was able to catch up to him. We had a man to man about why he needed to go to bed, before sharing a couple bowls of cereal. Then he went to sleep.
A lot of dads out in the Blogosphere are participating in Movember. They are growing Mustaches during the month to raise money to fight prostate cancer. Although I didn't get in on this movement from the outset, I did just donate to fellas over at Dad Centric who are participating as a team. It is for a great cause, and also tax deductible so if you can spare a few bucks, please consider making a donation.
In another development, I didn't shave 1/2 of my face this morning. Meaning, a goatee may be in my near future.
Random Seattle Band on the Rise: The Head and The Heart
One of Lukas' best Friends will move to another state this week. We will miss the whole family as they have been very good friends to us. It will be interesting to see how he adjusts as I think it is finally sinking in that his buddy will not be around to visit. We (Mrs. LIAYF) bought a book of postcards, and pre-addressed half of them with our address. Hopefully, the exchange of mail will ease the loss.
And finally, with the advent of return of Daylight Savings Time, it is once again getting fairly dark in Seattle by the time I leave work. Add to that the cold temperatures, lack of natural light in my office, and ever present grey clouds and rain that are already setting in over my city, and I suspect that along with exercise (see above) I will need to healthy doses of laughter, smiles, and play time with my family to keep a positive outlook during the next few months.
On the bright side, Spring is only 131 days away.
Posted by James (SeattleDad) at 1:44 PM