Tuesday, February 23, 2010

happy birthday tyler!

#27!!!!!!!!!
Kendalynn has been "helping" me decorate the house all morning to celebrate our dear daddy/husbands birthday! Tyler is not much of a birthday person, but we Fischers most definitely are. Little does he know the house is now filled with streamers and balloons, and after I'm done with this blog he will be the proud owner of his very own true Fischer style birthday crown. Oh yes...it will be wonderful. Even Kendalynn is feeling the birthday spirit, she has been singing her version of the b-day song this morning, "happy day to you, happy day to you, happy daddy!" its cute.

So here's to our super Tyler who is superly awesome in every way. He is the life of the party around here. Kendalynn just looooves to play with him whenever she can, and even Cali begs for some Tyler lovin'. Life just wouldn't be the same with our very own superman. :)

WE LOVE YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
A picture of our very own Superman/Heisman trophy.

A superman daddy indeed.

Monday, February 15, 2010

and its only noon.

Today has just been one of those days. A lame day. A day where people just seem to be...poopy. A day that I joke with Tyler and say, "the world hates me today." The kids have been fine, but everyone else just seems rude. Blugh.

But going into great detail won't really help any. I am not a big fan of people who complain about things all the time. I always feel bad when hearing the same negative stories about people because I don't know what they're going through and I know that I am in no place to judge anyone else. It just makes me feel uncomfortable to talk about other people even if they did do something wrong.

So maybe the driver that was following behind me so rudely and waving his hands around had somewhere to go to help someone. Or maybe the ladies at Ross who never got around to ringing me up and instead went to take a smoking break (so yes...I eventually left, sadly without my cheesecake pan..) had some crazy drama going on so they never noticed me standing around for 8 minutes. Who knows. And if not, if they were only being rude then maybe I'll sit next to them in heaven and they'll feel bad and apologize. (that was my moms way of guilt tripping us about being rude to people, cause we might end up sitting next to them in Heaven.)

Maybe today will just make me more aware of how little things can really affect someone if they're already having a bad day. Like me. So hopefully from now on my day will get better. That'd be nice.