This is my first post here, so I want to test the waters a bit. I'll start off by digging up a blog entry made on Aug. 16, 2006 on Live Journal.
I'm afraid I'm not terribly good at keeping my blog updated, but I doubt anyone notices since I am the only one that reads it. This is probably a good thing, since I have trouble making sense even to myself sometimes. I save the good stuff for heated emails to my boss.
A lot has happened since my last post, the most important of which is my daughter's second birthday. She's really stinkin' cute, and gets moreso everyday. Yesterday I was changing her clothes and she decided to sing her ABC's. All of them. I didn't even know she could get to "D," let alone all the way to "Z." Apparently my wife didn't either. The real kicker is that I was the only one that witnessed it, and she hasn't sang them again since. I told my wife about it, and now she's jealous that she didn't get to see/hear it. I've already caught her a few times trying to badger the daughter into singing them. Not gonna happen though, since she's a stubborn little thing and knows she can get a rise out of the wife by doing the opposite of what she asks.
Damn, they change a lot, and quickly too. But so far it hasn't been too quickly, at least for myself. I love the way she changes, grows, and learns. I can interact and communicate with her better and better each day. The wife is also very excited to see her change and grow, but she does do her share of pining for the small "baby days," where she could swaddle and cuddle the little tyke. Not me though - perhaps I'm more comfortable now that my little girl is walking and talking. Each day is a new adventure, and I enjoy each one. Even the meltdowns and tantrums are appealing in their own odd, sick way. I guess they just assure me that my daughter is not just a little machine - she has a mind of her own and can be quite willful when she wants to be (and she wants to be a lot). Good for her. I hope she keeps it up, provided she also keeps that smart head on her shoulders as well. Sure, willfulness may be an extra challenge for me to deal with, but if it benefits her, then so be it. Because, in the end, it's not about me.
