Welcome to our first family blog. Here's what we have been up to the past month or so. Every February brings a father's most dreaded occasion...the daddy-daughter dance. Actually, it's really a daughter dance supervised by dads who are standing around stuffing their faces with all kinds of goodies like pizza, Chick-fil-A chicken nuggets, deserts of all flavors and lemonade.
Camden always has a blast. Luckily, she always wears out before the nine o'clock finale so it's a relatively short affair for us.
Tristan is growing like a weed and loves going to his preschool. He's always in such a good mood when I pick him up there. He loves to run back and forth across the room and throw himself on the floor like a stuntman. Of course most of you know he loves balls. He can throw them, catch them and kick them. In fact, he can even drop kick a ball. All of these things are cool but it can be quite hazzardous when he throws one at your head when your not looking.
