My Swimmer's Farmer's Tan...

This morning while I was shaving before heading off to work I noticed in the mirror that I have quite a weird tan going on this year. Almost everyone in the shop has the "reverse raccoon" eyes going on from wearing sunglasses so much outside. I also enjoy being outdoors so I usually sport the farmer's tan all year long. Since my profession doesn't involve me showing myself off like a professional bodybuilder or model I'm not too concerned with the tanned arms and head and white torso. If anyone points it out I just mention that I'm a working man and that I don't have time to go to the salon and use a tanning bed or spend hours at the beach. My farmer's tan was going beautiful until I started swimming with one of the guys who is training to compete in a tri-athalon.

We've been hitting the pool a couple times a week and switched to an outdoor pool. Also the first couple of weeks back from Iraq I only worked an hour or two a day so Sarah and I were taking Abby to the pool almost daily. Thanks to my new outdoor fitness program I now have the Swimmer's Farmer's Tan. I have a dark tan on my arms and head, a light tan on my back, and a white chest and stomach. I think that I might need to learn the back stroke to even it out.

Pretty Dress

YEAH!! We're back online with some new pics! Here's Abby sporting her new dress from Aunt Poppity-Ann.

Thank You!!

Please Excuse Me...

I think that I'm having bouts of Alzheimer's. I've been misplacing things since I've come back from Maine. I can't find my cord to hook my camera up to the computer so I can't upload any of the pics that we've been taking. Just bear with us while I keep looking or find something to fix the problem.

Thanks.

Daddy Daughter Bonding...

I was looking at motorcycles on a website that I frequent when I found a video from YouTube that one of the guys posted. It showed a guy on a Harley pulling a wheelie. Abby came by the computer and when she saw the motorcycle she had to get up on my lap and look at it. We spent the next half hour watching various Harleys pull wheelies and doing burnouts. She kept pointing at the screen saying "Dadda, Dadda". I explained that yes, they have a motorcycle like mine but daddy doesn't do wheelies on his.

Move over newborn baby pics, Abby enjoys looking at motorcycles too (which I enjoy MUCH better).

For anyone who is interested in watching a couple of the videos:





It's going to be fun when she's big enough to go for a ride. Right now we sit on the bike and I walk it back and forth under the carport.

More Pictures

Well I made a goof. When we went up to Maine I left my camera's battery charger home on my dresser. We ended up grabbing a disposable camera to take the rest of the pictures but they didn't come out that great.

Blowing bubbles with Heidi and Abby:

Abby hanging out in Uncle Aaron's truck:

At the 4-H exhibit up at the Farmington Fairgrounds with Jessica and Heidi. We saw sheep, goats, cow, steer, horses and chickens. Abby enjoyed the smaller animals but was a little scared of the larger ones.

We really enjoyed our time with family and it was hard to leave them to go back to Texas.

Motivational Posters...

Here's a few posters that I thought that people would enjoy.

You ALWAYS have to be ready for the Zombies!!

More Pics of the Trip

Anyone who has taken a road trip with an active toddler will attest that it's not the easiest thing to do. Abigail did a great job. We took a few books, some toys, and pointed out every motorcycle, cow, or dog from Texas to Maine. I rode in the back next to her most of the way while Sarah drove (she gets car sick). I'm not sure who had the tougher job; her negotiating busy roads and confusing signs or me, trying to feed, entertain, and sometimes calm down Abigail. It all worked out and we concluded that we could possibly do that trip again (much to the excitement of our families). We're really glad that Fort Leonard Wood puts us ten hours closer to New England.

Abby dozed off much to the delight of her parents (I got to read my motorcycle magazine and Sarah could drive in peace):



Visiting Pepere:

Here are some stats from the trip;

Number of times Abby insisted on me doing "This little piggy went to the market" on her toes: about a million.

Number of times that Josiah received the "evil eye" stare from Sarah in the rear view mirror because of wise comments that he would make: about 150.

Number of hours between rest stops: 3.

Number of miles between Ft Hood Texas and Cornville Maine: too many.

Amount of money spent on a Parenting magazine that had pictures of babies which entertained Abby for hours: Priceless (actually $3.50)