This is from the myspace blogs (lightly edited for posting here). I think this is my favorite. Maybe I was trying too hard but I like it. Kris says I only like pictures of myself if they're "action shots." She's right. I guess I'm a little narcissistic...
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Well the Beverly Hillbillies had a "Cement Pond" and here at Rancho Limbo we have a rubber swimmin' hole this year.
Our pond, though way large enough, is much too nasty for swimming.
Typical summer-view of lake Cando. It's much nicer in late winter and Spring.
Sometimes as a parent, I worry about having the wrong influence on my son. For the next 10 to 14 years I am probably going to be his primary example of what an adult and a man is.
Usually it's cute and quite humbling.
But every once in awhile I get a scary reminder of just how much of him is a direct reflection of ME. Monkey see, monkey do-style.
I mean do I really want him to be that much like me??? I'm a pretty major dork, afterall.
Being a parent is a huge responsibility. My wife and I really have no interest in adding one more asshole to the planet so it's our job to do our best and make sure he captures the best of us. Alot of times it can make you feel like a deer in the headlights.
It's a cliche but babies really don't come home with training manuals. I think your typical Homer does WAY less worrying than me but I take this stuff pretty dang seriously. What do I do to make sure I don't make some major mistakes? As a parent, you have to mix discipline with being a buddy with being a provider, protector and example. That's alot of weight to bare if you're gonna take it seriously.
But in the end what I've come to believe is that the best path is to not screw up the basics of loving, listening, caring and providing too badly, trust in your own beneficence, and just jump right on in without all that worrying. Saying that is one thing. Doing it is another!
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