I’m the Leader of the Good Guys

Day Four of the Daddy Chronicles:

Well I made it through day 4, but I’m starting to feel the effects – I’m exhausted.  In fact, I fell asleep as I was typing this blog.  I did get another 20 minutes out of Jillian though, starting my day at 5:20.  What I remember of the morning was uneventful, but my days are starting to be a blur. 

I went to Isaiah’s school to see the Halloween parade around 10:30.  Isaiah went dressed as Optimus Prime.  When I got their each student was being called up to the front of class show their costume.  Their teacher, Mrs Terrill would ask, “do you want to tell us anything about your costume?”  At which point, most kids would cast a mortified look at their riveted classmates, shake their head no in earnest, and quickly sit back down.  Now Isaiah on the other hand, proceeded to tell the class that he was “enemies with Chevy.  He’s dressed like Megatron, and I’m dressed like Optimus Prime.  He’s the bad guy, and I’m the leader of the good guys.”  Note the emphasis on leader, that’s our Isaiah, he likes to be in charge.  And, yes there is a boy in his classed named Chevy.    The Halloween parade was cute.  It was fun to see all the kids in their costumes.

Isaiah had a half day of school, and I took off work.  So I picked him up at 1pm.  We played baseball in the backyard for a while.  I even got to bat for a while.  Isaiah’s ball control is really getting better.  In fact, he throws equally well with either hand.  Fascinating!  After baseball, Isaiah helped me rake leaves.  Or rather, I repeatedly covered him in leaves.  At first, he was a vampire rising from the grave, but then it turned into a pool, then a mud pit, and finally a tar pit.  No one will ever say our kids lack imagination.

Jillian is getting more interactive every day.  It’s great to make eye contact with her and watch her break into that toothless, open mouth grin, with milk-drool running down her chin.  When she was only days old I would try to make eye contact with her and then stick out my tongue.  Of course their was no reaction.  However, when she sees me now, she sticks out her tongue.  I’m not sure if it is just a quirky coincidence, or if we are communicating on some primordial level.

Harrison has one level… High Intensity!  He’ll be the first one to break  some major bone.