Poker night

Once in a while me and uncle roger have a few people over to the house and play poker. Last night was the first time in about 8 months that we found the time and the people to do it again. Mommy Matthew and Maya were all out when we started. Our deal was that when they got back I would let Maya play with me while Matthew got bathed and put to bed. So down she came. I took her on my lap and she watched with great interest as daddy raised, bet, called and checked. She got use to the game fast because after a few hands when every one checked (knocking on the table with their knuckles, for you none players), she also go into the swing of things and checked by knocking on the table. About 10min into Matthews bath time, I heard unacceptable bitching coming from up stairs. So I handed off Maya to Roger and went upstairs to calm/yell at my son. No more them 90 seconds had passed after I stated talking to my son when I hear unacceptable bitching coming from down stairs. Maya is really dependant on us. She can be held by other people, as long as she never looses sight of me or mommy. So uncle roger is downstairs and she’s whaling away… I fast track my Matthew talk and run back down. Once I take her back in my arms, she shuts up faster then a Chad check-raise when he’s holding 3,4 off suit. That was poker night. Primarily a bachelors sport, for good reason.

New Videos

This one was from over Christmas, Matthew is opening his presents. He’s so cute.

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Here is Maya eating solid food for the 1st time ever, also quite cute.

And lastly, Matthew stealing Maya’s thunder.

Stalling

Bedtime at our house happens every night. Once the sun goes down and the clock strikes 8:00pm, it’s time for bed. Recently, it’s been pushed further and further back since our son really doesn’t get sleepy till about 10:00. Every night we get a barrage of excuses why he can’t go to bed. Here they are in most heard order:

1. Owwww, my stomach! I so hungry
2. Owwww, my back! I so hungry
3. I wanna watch treehouse
4. It’s not bedtime (despite that it IS)
5. It’s not dark outside (despite that it IS)

Pain in the balls?

That’s right, after a one month long hiatus from blogging I have returned. I won’t go into the past as to why or anything boring like that, just be happy I have returned. Let’s get right into things… Last night my son was playing with his tool set. Sawing off my limbs with his toy saw and pulling off my fingernails with his toy pliers. At one point I was getting tired of playing amputee and snatched his saw from him. I them proceeded to use it on his chest. His immediate response to this was “Owwwwwwwwww, my testicles!” My wife and I nearly peed in the bed we were playing in. BACKGROUND: Matthew loves to jump on people (me) and walk all over people (me). So occasionally he’ll step somewhere that the sun don’t shine and I will cry out in pain. I guess he was listening.