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Mum likes reading, decorating, shopping with the girls, and Starbucks. She also feels funny writing in the 3rd person. Papa (also known as Sparky) is currently looking at me with a blank stare having asked him to add something about himself to the blog. (Now he wants to say something) The only thing he loves more in life than music and Coke is his wife and kids. (Awww...) :) Little Lotte is a genius on the computer and makes me fall over laughing every day with her quick wit. She loves computers and animals. Sweet Pea abandoned her family and moved to Phoenix for work and is now married as of 2/28/06. She is beautiful and smart and the most nurturing person I know. She gave me the greatest gift ever when she made me a grandmother. I am the proud Mum Mum to Andrew Christopher. There are no words to describe the joy of having a grandson!

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Dear Sparky

Dear Sparky,

I don't know how you do it.

Every day you are bombarded with girly things and womanly ways. You are drowning in pink, delicate, fluffy stuff. Toile has taken over our home and cute pumpkins light the night instead of scary skeletons. Floral rugs are scattered everywhere and delicate lace curtains hang from the windows. Mascara, curling irons, hairspray, lavendar spray, body wash, and soap fill the bathroom along with white and pink fluffy scrubbies. Rasberry scented shampoo, coconut scented conditioner nestle in our pink, black and white toile (!) bathroom. Paris themed signs and symbols are in every nook and cranny of the bedroom. Delicate glass cake stands and vases fill the diningroom. But as if that weren't enough - you have to put up with every freakin' emotional outburst, doubting, crying jag, guilt ridden, crazy-eyed, hair-brained scheme or mood we are in.

God, I love you.

If it helps, I can make Little L start smoking cigars and fill the fridge with beer (that you won't drink) and I MIGHT be able to burp (no promises) and maybe I can get a deer head and put it over the tv (but we would have to move the delicate scroll that hangs there now).

I guess you are REALLY looking forward to a grandson right about now, huh? It's probably God's way of rewarding you for eating from plates with shamrocks on them and washing our underwear all of these years.

3 Comments:

Blogger Robert said...

How do I do it?
At the end of every day you are there to snuggle up with me. At the end of every thought, my girls say I love you daddy.

4:57 PM  
Blogger sweet pea said...

awwww.... pregnant women can't handle mushy... that is a totally tear worthy response!!!!!

12:46 PM  
Blogger Mia Turner said...

Smooth, Dad.

5:09 PM  

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