24.1.13
'They' say...........
They say god works in mysterious ways and I suppose he does.
I always wanted me a red haired wild Irish man who liked to wear kilts. Boy did I get a wild, red headed Irish man, and right now he is in bed after a busy day of watching Pocoyo, playing fire trucks and tossing his blocks around.
This not how I imagined my dream guy in my life, but this is how I got him. Which brings me to that other famous saying "be careful what you ask for, you just might get it". I asked I got.
Henry is the center of my whole universe and I like to think I am his, but in reality his world revolves around Peppa Pig, Pocoyo, firetrucks, peanut butter and pancake sammich's, naps, his swing set and then maybe there is a little room for me.
Right now we are full speed into those terrible two's and he isn't letting me down one bit. I won't let him bite Spaetzles' (his 90lb puppy) lips when he gets mad at him, he explodes. I won't let him throw things across the room, he explodes. I won't let him swing on his swing set all day and night , he explodes. Now I like to think these are normal temper tantrum's but something tells me they are boosted with rocket fuel by the fact his father is Irish. I also help with this mix by being half German which allows him to be so stubborn there are times I want to box him up in a live animal crate and send him to Boston to live with is Da. I am also half Maltese which also adds to the temper department. Irish and hot blooded Mediterranean mix means this boy at some point will most likely wear me and his father down and somehow take over the world. But until then it's up to us to keep him in check and raise him to be the best Henry he can be.
Which brings me to yet another thing 'THEY' say, "you have what you were but worse". When my mother said this to us, Henry's father looked at me in the eye and said, "We're screwed". We will be. Simply because with the combo of our gene's he will be a an evil genius. I don't think this will be too hard considering we are both pretty rad ourselves if I do say so. He will get the brains an the charisma from Da. His inappropriate and unfortunate sense of humor from me. Possibly his quick witt and smart ass lightning retorts from us both. He might grow up to the the only Harvard educated cage fighting champ, the best defense-man the Detroit Red Wings ever had the privilege to grace their ice, or a world renowned hot dog eating legend.
"They" do say "you make your own happiness". Right now I make my happiness with Henry. It might not be how I had my life planned but I am planning my life with him now. Happiness is eating those tiny hot dogs wrapped in puffy pastry stuff while watching Yo Gabba Gabba. Happiness is dancing in his room to Mighty Mighty Bosstones. Happiness is going to spend a day out with Thomas. Happiness is knowing my life gets better everyday for having Henry in it
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