Tuesday, November 20, 2012

6th Grade Music Concert

A few images from the 6th grade concert last night.  The chorus, band and orchestra all performed (Gillian is a member of the chorus and played the flute in the band) and all did a fantastic job.  I was very disappointed in my fellow parents and audience members however as the vast majority got up and left as soon as their child's portion was over.  The entire concert lasted less than 90 minutes and yet that was too much time to dedicate to supporting the music program and showing appreciation for the hard work all the other kids put in?  People never cease to amaze me.  Absolutely unacceptable.


I'm very proud of Gillian for carrying on the family tradition of playing music.  I hope she gets as much enjoyment from it as I have throughout the years.

The 6th grade concert band

Gillian, Dad and a strangely sideways Holden

Gillian and Grandma after the concert

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Holden's first school conference

Holden's first official school conference has now come and gone (I don't count the conferences for preschool because those are...well....stupid).
Everything is going well, blah blah blah.  It's a kindergarten conference.  Are we really going to be discussing much?

Anyway, when Leah and I got home I showed Holden the drawing below and told him that his teacher sent it home as the one naughty thing he's done this school year.  I then promptly forgot about it until two days later when he brought it up again and presented me with his proof that it isn't something that really happened.

The proof?

"We can't wear hats in school Dad!"

Setting a mean kid on fire?  Doesn't seem to phase him.
Pissing on said mean kid who is on fire?  Doesn't seem to phase him.
Depictions of him wearing a ball cap while setting a kid on fire and peeing on him?  Throw the flag.

Good to know.


Tuesday, November 6, 2012

The election

Reposting from what I wrote on Facebook a short time ago.  Why?  Because it's 100% accurate.


Reading my Facebook feed I realize that more people than not treat the election like they're choosing a team in a big game. There is little to no thought put in to people's positions. You're just spitting out talking points, regurgitating incorrect information and forgetting that we are all one country. You've picked "your guy" and are more interested in talking down to those you oppose than talking up and supporting why you came to your decision. Well done Facebook land. Keep posting "boo yah!", "Obama won motherfuckers" and other eloquent missives. I'll keep actually paying attention.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Maddux is now *officially* one

We all know you can't be officially one until you've had your first birthday cake.  Well, it's now official.

 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Happy Birthday Maddux!

The year was 2011.  Halloween.  Leah, Holden and I met up with Amy and Gillian to go trick-or-treating.  Leah did a remarkable job of speed waddling to keep up with the kids as they went house to house getting candy.  As we made our way around town, we discussed what we needed to do to get ready for our scheduled visit to the hospital on November 3rd to induce labor and bring our baby boy in to the world.  Neither of us planned on Maddux deciding that Halloween sounded so much fun that he wanted to get in on the festivities but that's just what happened.  We got home, got Holden in to bed and tried to call it a night.  A couple of hours passed and it became apparent that Leah wasn't just uncomfortable because she was 9 months pregnant - she was in labor.

A quick trip over to Mary Greeley, some denial by Leah (seriously - once they administer an epidural it is a good bet they aren't going to send you home declaring that it's false labor), a lot of coffee for the tired husband, and after some pushing, Maddux Clark Davis arrived.  He started out with a red, smashed up face and eyes that looked disturbingly like labia (Leah still hates it when I describe his eyes that way) but was still pretty darn cute.

I know all parents say "I can't believe it's been a year!" when their baby turns 1 but this truly has been an amazingly fast year for us.  Time seems to have passed far quicker than with any of the other kids for some reason.  Maddux started walking a little bit before he turned 10 months and now climbs, does a sweet little walk backwards moonwalk looking thing, decided he wanted nothing to do with baby food around 2 months ago and drinks constantly like his big brother Holden and his father. Overall he's the happiest baby of all the kids and is perfectly content with either Mommy or Daddy when he is tired, hungry, etc. instead of gravitating towards one parent as so many children (including ours in the past) do.  In fact, when he gets hurt, he's not content until he's told both parents about it and gotten a hug.  Once he's come to both of us, he's back to being his normal happy little guy self.

Happy birthday Maddux.  We love you.

Day 2 of life.

A little squished looking but still pretty cute.
Welcomed by the Cubs. Now he's official.
Being cute in early October.

The official Maddux "I'm judging you" look.

Just after his first haircut this past weekend.