Don't Say It Out Loud!

So, by now those few people who visit my little blog here have noticed....It's been a bit bare lately...Not a whole lot going on....And that is mostly due to....Too MUCH going on at home.  And I've learned the hard way, that if you REALLY want to do something, and you have plans for something, and everything leading up to those plans have gone easily and smoothly....It's too good to be true...Something is going to wreck those plans...ESPECIALLY if you actually say anything about said plans out loud...The universe will hear you, and it will answer in kind.

I've mentioned many times before my penchant for PC gaming.  As it stands, with the exception of finishing this post, I haven't so much as removed my laptop from its bag in like 3 weeks. And every day for the last 3 weeks, I've announced to the universe my plans for gaming...And every time, the universe smacks me in the face, and tells me to go spend time with my children....Who won't go to and/or stay in bed....

Ummm...It's been since BEFORE CHRISTMAS.....

I've had a few reminders of how long it's been since my last strip by a few people. After more or less abandoning this little project, feeling it was poorly written, and even more poorly drawn, I've had requests to start making and putting out more strips again.

So, I've (literally) gone back to the drawing board again, and hope to have new stuff out in a couple of weeks. Let's face it; my wife and I still have a 3 year old, and twin (now) 7 month olds!

Those Daggers Cut Their Socks Off!

Have you ever tried to put a sock on a baby?  Sure, that sounds easy...How long have you ever had said sock STAY on?  And have you ever been sliced by a baby fingernail?

These are things that are part of people who can't do much for themselves...How in the world do they CONSTANTLY find a way to kick something as simple as a sock off? Seriously...I'm starting to think maybe I'm backing the wrong pony trying this comic strip thing...Maybe I should be finding a way to keep baby socks from falling off.

And back to baby fingernails?  If you're not careful with some babies (one of our twins in particular), you end up with an infant who looks like they've slid their face down a cheese grater. I've had paper cuts that were more difficult to acquire...AND less painful....

The Smiles Remain

Raising children is hard.  Raising multiple children is harder.  Raising multiple children that includes multiple babies is one of the hardest things ever.  But at the same time, it's also probably one of the most rewarding.

For every night of lost sleep, for every minute of lost sanity, there's a smile or a moment you'll have together that you'll never want to forget.

Sure, there's frustration and chaos, but even in your most sleep deprived state, even though you can't see it, you're still happy you're where you are.

Night & Day, Day & Night

I've commented on this on more than one occasion.  But have you ever noticed the difference in infants from the middle of the night, versus the middle of the afternoon.

Honestly, there's absolutely no difference whatsoever in them.  Unless of course you've been one of the luck ones whose infants have decided to get nights and days backwards.  THEN there's a slight difference.  But usually, the biggest difference is how much (or how little) sleep you've actually had.

But that's the difference that turns them from dastardly villains, or gremlins at 2 A.M. to the beautiful little angels at 2 P.M.

And sometimes, it's quite a big difference.

Toddler Sports

This fall, our oldest child finally became of age to start playing sports.  My brother and I grew up playing soccer, and all of my brother's children do the same.  So, this October we signed our oldest daughter up for U4 (Under 4) soccer.  And being that my daughter's team had no coach, I volunteered myself so that she could play.   It was one of the most frustratingly hilarious experiences I've ever been through.

Our first game, at the first whistle, 2 of my 4 kids on the field just threw themselves on the ground and starting doing snow angles (with no snow anywhere around), one ran off to a different field, and the other ran off into the weeds, while my 5th kid ran to his parents and cried.

The final game things got a little better, none of my kids cried, and they all tried.  Except the last team had an older 4 year old, who ran loops around my kids.  Eventually getting tired of the shenanigans, my daughter grabbed that ball from him, ran it down the field, and threw into the goal, and had herself a little celebration.  Everybody got a kick out of it....Except my daughter, who we had to tell her goal didn't count....She didn't really accept that.

No, I Don't Fix Computers....

Working in "IT" has ups and downs.  And depending on where you work, and the age range of the people that you work with, it may be up or down.  Obviously, the older generation has a few struggles with technology that the younger generations don't.

However, that's not always the case.  I don't claim to know everything, in fact, I don't claim to know a whole lot.  But I do know enough to be dangerous.  And then there are those out there, who should not be allowed around a toaster, yet alone a computer.  I've used that analogy so often since I started working in IT, that I've finally decided to put on paper, so to speak.

Some cases are worse than others, but there seems to be always at least one person a week, who should be nowhere near any form of technology.  If only we were allowed to give out toasters to those individuals...But then, again...That would probably be quite the fire hazard...And I don't want to be responsible for burning my work place down by providing the inept with the means to do so...