No matter where you go

     I write about it all the time Maslow and
and his hierarchy of needs. I currently am having an awful time with my back and just a general pain in the ribs and stomach. So when your not feeling well you seem to ignore all the other self actualization and self esteem stuff.

     I am amazed by all the energy and mental capacity that a house full of kids can consume. You do it minute by minute and it consumes you, devours you but you enjoy it non the less.

     I enjoyed seeing the kids try new things this weekend.  Different fruits from Thailand, pork Chops made by a vegetarian and white chocolate. It’s a good time in life getting kids accepting of different things as I believe….

     There are people who go through life and and never try anything different. Can you imagine having sex in only the missionary position,  I had dinner one time with a person who had never ever in his life had a tomato. WTF.  And the same thing applies to wear you go. No matter where you go there you are.  But more importantly no matter where you were, the more places you going to go.

     If coach would have put me back in 82.
We would have won state and I would have woman coming out my ears…

Good old Uncle Rico

Its amazing what a trip (albeit forced) across the country can teach you. It is amazing to spend 7 hours in an air plane just yourself and the kids. I had the pleasure of reading a book with my daughter. She wanted me to read it real bad, and for seven hours we tackled that book. I can honestly say it was the most enjoyable book I have ever read. Another similar experience was reading all of Water Ship Down with the kids.

There is something special with sharing a book with the kids. Ironically the trip was for my grandmother who turned 90. We spent a lot of time in the hospital. And for my grandmother; books were her life. She was a librarian. Books are still a big part of her life.

And with our family I have discovered a hidden passion for cross word puzzles. It seems like there is one going on at all times. And that is kind of cool.

As we were walking off the plane, I had six pages to go in the book. Marina said to me; Daddy did you read the poem a t the end of the book.

I had not, it was in the next page when I continued reading after I had tucked them into bed.

It was one of the most beautiful poems I had ever read. It was beautiful my daughter notices stuff like this.

Max (This is His Page)

This is Max concentrating at David's Birthday party, just having a good time.