Living the full life as a Dad, Husband, Educator, and Athlete.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Let the Manipulation Begin
Stefanie has started work again at the hospital, so today the kids and I were on our own. We had a nice day of movies, books, outside play, and we even made some cookies. Kate and I were sitting in the kitchen. I was finishing up cookies, and she was supposed to be finishing up her lunch.
"Dadda, cookie." {Dad, can I please have a cookie?}
"Finish your apples first Kate."
"Dadda, cookie." {No, I mean I want a cookie right now}
"Kate, finish your apples, and you can have a cookie."
Kate now starts to cry and whine.
"Dadda, coooo-kieee."
"Kate, what do you need to do if you want a cookie?"
"Eat apples." Sniffle, sniffle.
"That's right. Eat your apples sweetheart."
"Dadda." (She now points to her cheeks) "Tears." {Look jerko, you're making me cry with your callouse disregard for my cookie desires}
"Alright, Kate. Have a cookie."
Actually, I didn't give in, but I felt like a schmuck for towing the line. How do they learn to do that so young? Brutal.
"Dadda, cookie." {Dad, can I please have a cookie?}
"Finish your apples first Kate."
"Dadda, cookie." {No, I mean I want a cookie right now}
"Kate, finish your apples, and you can have a cookie."
Kate now starts to cry and whine.
"Dadda, coooo-kieee."
"Kate, what do you need to do if you want a cookie?"
"Eat apples." Sniffle, sniffle.
"That's right. Eat your apples sweetheart."
"Dadda." (She now points to her cheeks) "Tears." {Look jerko, you're making me cry with your callouse disregard for my cookie desires}
"Alright, Kate. Have a cookie."
Actually, I didn't give in, but I felt like a schmuck for towing the line. How do they learn to do that so young? Brutal.
Friday, January 22, 2010
First Bike Ride
One of the many nice things about the holiday break was a chance to go biking with Asher at Annadel in Santa Rosa. We went downhill biking in Pinecrest, but this was his first real ride with climbs as well as downhill. He got a new mountain bike for his birthday, so he was excited to give it a try.
We decided to ride up a hill called canyon. This is a broad fire road with a lot of rocks. A few portions are steep and challenging. As we road through the park to the start of the trail, Asher had a bit of excitement and worry mixed together. The first hill we hit was wet, rocky, and steep. Asher made it 50 feet up and then had to walk. I had a feeling we were doomed. I figured that one more hill to walk, and he will have had enough "fun." The next one was not as steep, but still rocky and challenging. He powered through and made it to the top. His confidence went up, and he charged the rest of the way to the top of the trail. We stopped at the lake on top, then we made it down the other side.
2.5 hours later, we pedaled through the parking lot to our car and made our way to get some burgers and onion rings. Final verdict on first ride? Big success.
We decided to ride up a hill called canyon. This is a broad fire road with a lot of rocks. A few portions are steep and challenging. As we road through the park to the start of the trail, Asher had a bit of excitement and worry mixed together. The first hill we hit was wet, rocky, and steep. Asher made it 50 feet up and then had to walk. I had a feeling we were doomed. I figured that one more hill to walk, and he will have had enough "fun." The next one was not as steep, but still rocky and challenging. He powered through and made it to the top. His confidence went up, and he charged the rest of the way to the top of the trail. We stopped at the lake on top, then we made it down the other side.
2.5 hours later, we pedaled through the parking lot to our car and made our way to get some burgers and onion rings. Final verdict on first ride? Big success.
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