Sometimes I feel the need to just write something down, in hopes that I can use it to remember (tease) my 8 year old daughter.

Last night, Amy and I were watching tv, getting ready to head to bed.  Emily runs in, doing her version of the 'pee pee' dance.  She doesn't even look at us, and heads right to the tv.  Now, I'm kind of afraid she's going to just pee right there.  She looked at our new couch, and I got a little nervous..so I asked what she was doing.  She said " I'm putting on music so I can pee"  and starts turning the channel on the tv.  I couldn't help it...I just busted out laughing.  She kind of woke up a little then, and laughed softly as she went into the bathroom.  I followed her in to make sure she was ok, but couldn't help myself when I asked "do you want me to sing you a song, so you can pee?" 

Sometimes, I'm kind of mean.  But only in the funniest ways.

She doesn't sleep walk often, but when she does it's always funny.  James has had his fair share too..including one time when he almost peed on a dining room chair.  I think he got a little mixed up on where the toilet was...

Other than that, things are going amazing.  We have the kids every other week.  I was a little nervous on how it was going to work, but it really seems to be going well.  The kids love having all that time with both of us, and our parenting styles are similar enough, and our communication good enough, that it's pretty seemless.

Amy and I are..well..perfect.  I'm so consistently happy it's ridiculous.   We're getting married.  Probably in June.  We had rings made, that are amazing too.  I'll find a picture.  

Hope all is well with you.  And yours.

This ends my fragmented blog.