Our phone call went a little something like this… Annie: Babe, it’s a boy. Me: What?… Annie: It’s a boy! Me: What the F*@K? …Are you serious? Annie: I’m dead serious. It’s a boy. Me: What are we going to do with a boy? My wife is not the most patient person I’ve ever met, […]Read More Oh Brother.
Tell me if you’ve heard this one before…”My kid is the smartest kid on the planet!” Don’t think for a minute that I haven’t taken stock of the posts I’ve written lately and noticed a common theme of talking about all the craziness that is Roo, while somewhat bypassing the awesomeness that is Roo. I […]Read More Smartest. Kid. Ever.
The internet tells us that only child syndrome is “a label given to people who do not have any siblings, or who were raised without any siblings. Some of the claimed only child syndrome characteristics include selfishness, an inability to share and difficulty making friends.” Rooney has two older sisters, several cousins, and is surrounded by […]Read More Only child (of 3)
Well before Rooney graced our world with her beautiful smiling face, I had dreams and visions about how she would interact with her older sisters. I knew, without a doubt, that they would completely eat her up and be obsessed with her – and I wasn’t wrong. But, what intrigued me, as much as wanting […]Read More Say My Name!
If there is one thing that stood out about Rooney as a baby, it has to be her giant smile. It was one thing for her to smile around us and our family, but she would flash that million-dollar cheese to everyone. Neighbors, friends and random people at restaurants were constantly commenting on how much […]Read More Sour Patch Kid
Check, check. Is this thing on? Man, it’s been years since I’ve dusted off the old blog and documented some of the amazing things going on in our family. I was just reading a friend’s post and started to do a little reminiscing about how I used keep track of all the comings, goings and general […]Read More Twice the Irony
After my last post I decided to take a bit of a break from blog writing. I realized that there was this small window of time in which the girls talked, acted and behaved in ways that could be described as adorable, funny or cute. That’s not to say that they aren’t still any of […]Read More My World Lost an Icon