Monday, August 31, 2015
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Friday, August 28, 2015
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Monday, August 24, 2015
Photo Lora Somoza
We did it. Last night, surrounded by family and friends, we renewed our vows. We prayed, we ate, and in the Jewish tradition, Mr. Rosenberg and I were carried around on chairs as we all danced the hora. It was wonderful and I have never felt more loved.
I promise to let the dog sleep on my side of the bed.
I promise not to take it personally when you add Sriracha hot sauce to everything I cook.
I promise to create a life of shared moments and thoughtful years.
I promise that I will love you.
I pledge to listen to your advice, most of the time.
I pledge not to take score, even if I'm totally winning.
I pledge to always admire your huge, strong, kind, and determined heart.
I pledge that I will love you.
I vow to listen for as long as it takes for you to feel heard.
I vow to stand with you as we watch our son grow to be a man.
I vow to be your cheerleader in the days when it all feels too much.
I vow that I will always love you.
Mr. Rosenberg's Vows
I will always finish the "bottom half" of your coffee when you no longer want it.
I will not ever get up in your business about haircuts or salons even though I never realized how many appointments are required to make this happen.
I will always love your point of view even if it's not (Especially because it's not) the same as mine.
I will never suggest a "couples retreat."
Even though I have a hard time living in the moment, I vow to be here now and to stay in the present going forward, because these moments include you and Bob, my favorite people.
I will always be your biggest fan - prepared to smackdown with your mom over rights to this title.
I will keep all of the happy places we have found together etched in my mind (snuggling with everyone on the bed, the dog beach in San Diego, our first time being in Cambria on the bluffs) and look forward to so many more.
I will always want to take you out on romantic make out dates.
I will always be a loving dad to Bob and get tearful when I think about how much I love our family.
I will accept and return all the love you give me.
I will take you in my pocket with me everywhere.
Photo Jennifer Heftler
Labels: Mr. Rosenberg
Sunday, August 23, 2015
Saturday, August 22, 2015
Friday, August 21, 2015
"Hey, Bob! How was school?"
"Are my soccer sticker packs here?"
"So, school was okay?"
"They're here! They're here!"
"Do you think you're going to like your new teacher?"
"How about your hike with the guys? Was that fun?"
"Look how cool these are! Look!"
"Did you eat your whole lunch?"
"Are you hungry? Bob?"
"Oh, hi Mom."
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
"Felix? Are you excited for school to start?"
"I'm sort of happy and sort of sad. Summer's over but we get to see all of our friends again."
"Yeah, but I'm kind of scared about times tables and everything."
"But Bob, we still have one very important thing to do before school starts."
"Epic water balloon fight. We've got a hundred and three balloons ready so far, I counted."
Monday, August 17, 2015
I said good morning to Bob and we did the traditional wake up hug. He then opened with this about his favorite PS4 soccer video game:
"On FIFA, if you buy coins and it just comes with one account you have to transfer the coins by selling the player but it's really hard to do that because there were no price ranges - it was easier to do that - transfer coins between accounts and also you could also sell a bronze player for 15 million and then the 15 million coins would get transferred to your other account."
Hearing the details of his soccer video game makes my eyes glaze over almost instantly. I remember something I read about how if you want your kids to share the "important" things with you, listen to the "unimportant" details as well because all of these seemingly mundane details are important to them. In the future, if I want to hear about the bigger-to-me topics like girlfriends or boyfriends, or moral questions, or even what he does with his time away from me, listening now is the way to build that.
So, come at me with your questions about FIFA trading systems and player ratings. I know about them. I've been listening.
Sunday, August 16, 2015
Saturday, August 15, 2015
Friday, August 14, 2015
"Mom? Is it time to go to Felix's to take care of the Guinea pigs?"
"Sure. We can go now if you're ready."
"What if someone sees us taking their mail while they're out of town and they call the police because we're in their house feeding Honey and Squeaky and then we go to jail? Who's going to feed them this week if we're in jail? Oh, wait. Dad could do it."
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
"Mom? I think my favorite part was riding The Silver Bullet, or maybe that other roller coaster where I couldn't stop screaming and yelled, 'Goodbye cruel world!' and that guy laughed. That super swingy ride that you threw up after was fun too, except for the part where you barfed, but don't worry, that didn't wreck anything for me. Panning for gold with that old miner named 'Pappy' was fun. Do you think his real name is Pappy? Posing for the old-timey picture and dressing up like cowboys was cool and that ride in the mine was awesome except it kind of smelled like the inside of the washing machine. My shirt's still wet from that big rapids ride. Do you still have water in your ear from when it splashed up in your face? That candied apple was so big, I'm going to bring the rest home for Dad. And Mom? I'm pretty sure this was the best day ever."
Monday, August 10, 2015
Sunday, August 9, 2015
Saturday, August 8, 2015
Friday, August 7, 2015
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Bob and I were driving yesterday when we passed a tall, teenage boy on a bike. He had dark hair and was wearing the type of gym shorts that Bob favors. I told Bob that it was hard to believe he was going to be big like that kid some day. He answered that he could believe it, but that when he was that guy's age, he'd be taller.
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Topics covered by the boys in our 23 minute drive to camp this morning:
Which tastes worse - vomit or canned dog food?
Who has tried a dog biscuit before?
Vomit and how it burns coming up.
Who's socks smell bad and is there a part of the sock that smells worse than the rest of the sock?
How can we get little brothers to try jellybeans flavored like boogers?
Poop and how it can burn coming out.
Poop and how it can feel like needles coming out.
Scary roller coasters that go upside down vs roller coasters that go through water. (Compare and contrast.)
What roller coaster screams sound like: a demonstration.
Frozen yogurt and how much it would cost to get all of the flavors in one bowl at Menchies.
Requests to go to Menchies.
What if there was a canned dog food flavor frozen yogurt and you ate it on accident?
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
"So, Mom? There's only a couple of weeks of summer left and we still have a bunch of things to do on the summer ideas list that I made. I think next week we'll have to go to Disneyland and Knott's Berry Farm, and get clown sundaes at the pharmacy, and make a painting of the batman bridge, and go to Huntington Gardens, and have a picnic at the beach. Oh, and Legoland. We should be able to fit all that in, right?"