Thursday, July 31, 2008

Laughter is the best medicine

If there is one thing I love to do it's laugh.
In fact, so much so that I try my best not to watch, or listen to the news (within reason). Not saying that I have no idea what is going in the world. I instead choose a life of mindless sitcoms. Simply because I'd rather laugh than be depressed.
I also have the ability to make everyone around me laugh. So much so that I have friends telling me all the time that I should go into stand up comedy. Yeah because that's where the money is.
With that in mind not one day goes by where I don't try to get Malaia to go into a full up roaring belly laugh. I mean why not try to make her feel good all the time.
When she falls and bumps her head, or scrapes her knee and looks at me with her big aqua eyes, tears starting to well up, I immediately start doing funny things. Making faces, funny noises. And before you know it her tears are gone, replaced by a huge smile, and tiny giggles.
I believe it be of the utmost importance, to laugh as much and as often as possible. And I'd like her to be the same way. I simply enjoy life. Why shouldn't she?

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

The Story

Roughly less than 2 years ago, my wife Ang (Angie), and I began to think about entering the wonderful world of parenting. Prior to that, we were very much undecided as to whether or not we actually wanted to have kids. Thinking that maybe we would like a life of travel instead.
As fate would have it, one month before we were going to start trying to get pregnant, we got pregnant. I looked at it as a sign that it was meant to be. Although, leading into the pregnancy, I had made up my own mind that I had a lot of love in my heart that needed to be shared with a child.
Fast forward to present day. Malaia (Ma-Lay-Ah), our beautiful baby girl is just over ten months old now. I'm not sure where I'd be without her my life. She is an absolute joy. She takes away any stress I may have with one tiny smile and she breathes new energy and life into my daily routines.
I look forward to teaching her and watching her grow. And if you'll allow, I intend to share my thoughts and her progress - if for nothing more than a form of a journal for her to read once she can, so she understands her dad a little better and sees what he was thinking on her journey as my daughter..