Road Trip
Tomorrow morning Kristin, Cooper and I are taking off to Grand Rapids. A friend of mine is getting married and I was asked to take some pictures of the wedding. It’s a little in intimidating to be the “photographer”, but I’m not calling it that, so it makes me fell better. Matt used to be the road manager for the David Crowder Band and now is the Technical Director at Rob Bell’s church in Grand Rapids. Rob’s doing the wedding so that should be a pretty interesting to hear. It’s going to be a great day for Matt and Hannah and it’s cool we get to be a part of it. It’s interesting where this photography thing has taken me. I never planned on being a photographer, but for some reason opportunities keep popping up. I still love the creativity of it, and don’t know if I could do it for a job. I wouldn’t want to start not liking it.
We have little to no agenda driving up there and the wedding isn’t until Saturday so we are taking our time getting up there. One thing we do plan on doing tomorrow is stopping in Chicago for dinner. This is one of the first times in a really long time that Kristin and I will be able to travel together and have time to actually hang out. She has never been to Chicago, so we figured it was a perfect time to drop in and at least see a little bit of the city and grab some dinner. Then on to Grand Rapids.
Today will be a day of making sure everything is packed, the car is cleaned, the new Death Cab record is on the iPod, and the big boys are ready to stay at Kristin’s dad’s house. The boys are still asleep so I better get started.
*Creative Chaos – Photography*
I’d Be A Horrible Mother
For the last few weeks I have been home more with the boys than I ever have. I have played with them more, eaten with them more, punished them more, and tried to get things done while taking care of them. I have a new (and unbelievably high) respect now for my wife as a mother. I knew she did a lot to make this house function, but there are more things everyday where I find myself falling behind and not getting things done. I find myself loosing patience and sort of feeling like I am going crazy. I realize how horrible of a mother I would be. I can barely get dressed without going crazy and loosing one of the boys.
I had a very involved mom, and I grew up being able to do all the things a kids schedule could allow. I played baseball, had friends over, went on field trips and never realized all the effort that was put into my life. I was always allowed to be myself, no matter how problematic or annoying that may have been. I was able to have friends and be involved in as much stuff as I could possibly handle and now looking back, I don’t know how it was all possible. Mothers make most of that stuff happen and I have no idea how. So, with that, Happy Mother’s Day Mom, thanks for all you did for me growing up, and for all you continue to do.
Today, at our house, we are celebrating Kristin and all that she does. She is the hardest worker I have ever seen. She is the most caring mother I have seen, and loves our boys more than I could type. I don’t know how she does it and I’m a little afraid to ask because I don’t want to find out she is some sort of super computer robot or something weird. The boys and I are unbelievably lucky to have her in our lives. Everyday I realize how little I could accomplish without her. I just hope that some of the things I do help her a little.
Happy Mother’s Day Kristin. You are nothing short of perfect for our family, and I can’t imagine life without you. Even if you are a super computer robot.
