Life Rox

I've decided I'm one of the luckiest guys in the world. Here's why.

Yesterday I was at work when I decided I wanted a soda. So I plopped Andy in his stroller (cuz he walks slow), told Emma to hold the stroller and Joey to hold Emma's hand. We all proceeded to walk to the gas station where I got my soda and the kids each got a small treat. Yeah. I was "at work" when I walked with my kids to the gas station.

After we walked back home I resumed my work day.

I work from home 3 days a week. The brats stay home with me. Sure it takes more than 8 hours to get in an 8-hour work day, but it's not really so much about the hours as it is getting the job done. I'm lucky (or talented?) enough to be able to not only do my job exceptionally well but to also be a good dad at the same time. Yeah I'm tooting my own horn saying I'm exceptional at my job but then again everyone at my particular place of employment is exceptional.

I also find myself from time to time looking at Andy, smiling, and saying, "Boy I'm glad you're alive." Not all cancer parents can say that to their cancer kid. That's quite a blessing.