Author’s note: I am sick and tired of “experts” and anti-vaccination wackos’ attempts at forcing a non-existing link between the MMR vaccination and autism. If you are one of the aforementioned evangelists of improper childhood care then please keep reading so I can throw a ton of references into your field of view in an attempt educate your sorely misinformed fear.
I originally wrote this article, read it, then re-wrote it as I realized how “mad” I sounded. The lines above were kept as I wanted to convey my personal and extreme frustration with the irresponsible spread of misinformation regarding links to MMR vaccinations and autism. If you are one doubting the saftey and benefits of vaccinations, please read this. A quick legal note: I’m not a doctor – I’m a parent. Always consult your pediatrician or family doctor on proper medical planning for your children.
Well, there’s snow on the ground. That means two little girls are itching to play in it. So here we go…
The following is a tale of epic proportions – the accounting of a brave couple for which they made the intentional decision to pack their 4-year-old and 7-year-old into a minivan and travel millions of miles (OK… hundreds… but it didn’t feel that way) to visit family in a mysterious land far, far away… Oklahoma.
It cannot be said for certain if this story is true or the creative ranting of a man trying to make sense of reality through the practice of fictitious storytelling, but perhaps you will find your own truth in the text that follows… the truth is out there…. (Fox, don’t sue me…)
We just got back from a vacation to Oklahoma and Gramps allowed some of the cousins to pilot the boat around Lake Murray. Michaela loved it and even felt compelled to… um… move the experience along… (Let’s just say that her observant little eyes figured out what the throttle does…)
It’s not easy for our family to sit down at dinner. Often times Kelli or I will have something going on in the evenings, or we are not hungry when the girls usually eat. Most nights the girls get their dinner earlier and Kelli and I will enjoy a dinner together later in the evening after the girls go to bed. There are rare occasions where we have tried to have a common dinner but often times the cuisine that Kelli and I enjoy is far from the more simple tastes the girls will eat.
There is one meal that we all agree on in regards to time and menu: breakfast. We’ve made it a tradition to – whenever possible – sit down to a breakfast together on the weekends. (more…)