my people

recently i took a trip to florida, and was away from bennett and jen for about 5 days. seemed like a great idea, considering i'm always saying that i'd like to drop the boy off at his grandparents and enjoy some quality "grown up" time. i obviously knew i would miss them, but i was also looking forward to a daddy break.

as you may have noticed, it's been a while since i blogged, and it may be due in part to the time consumed by just learning how to parent. heck, just learning to love like that is friggin exhausting! that's to say nothing of diaper changes, the afore mentioned spewing extravaganza, gear building, nest making, feeding, playing and babysitting. somewhere in there, i actually have to go to work, too. emotionally drained or not.

still, after just one day of being 1,500 miles from my people, i was missin' em bad. luckily i had thought ahead. before i left i had bought a webcam & hooked it up our home office so at least i could see them a few times during the trip. what a genius invention. my boy was never cuter than he was on those days across the internet on a cheap, blurry webcam.

the trip was otherwise nice, and it's not like i didn't enjoy myself, or that i couldn't have lived a week without them. but the feeling of missing them was none-the-less much more present than i anticipated. i mean, it was rediculous! every time someone elsse walked by with a baby, i would get all oozey thinking of bennett. this led to me saying such dumb things as,

"oooh! what a cute little guy! how old is he? he's got pudgey-wudgey little cheekies! ah-yes he does!! and look at those little sausage leggies! soooo cute!" blah, blah, barf. who the hell have i become anyway?

but despite that, and despite the lip service i sometimes get from friends & family who read this blog, i can't deny that even after almost nine months i still get kinda sappy about how much i love my little family. we're not wealthy or important, and we're kinda screwed up (at least as much as other families), but as it turns out i can't live without em. the trip turned out to be a great education for me on remembering not to let the little day to day stuff loom so large in my sights that i forget that beyond them is the bigger picture... things-that-you-think-of-on-your-deathbed kinda stuff.

a son whose every minor bit of growth absolutely delights me, and a wife whose mere presence comforts me. i know, i know... i'm a sap. but god gave me so much, and i love every bit of it.

hey god! thank you for my people...