Ice Bucket Fail



So in catching up, this falls in line with one of those stories, that I don’t want to fall by the wayside a few years down the road.

It was two weeks ago and I ended up having a last minute work dinner that I needed to attend. This meant that Jenn had a long day with no help while I got to bypass frozen broccoli and pasta and instead enjoy a perfectly cooked steak and a glass of wine…the sacrifices we make. Continue reading



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Family-picI started this blog in order to document all the new experiences , learnings and blunders that I would encounter jumping head first into parenthood along with Jenn. It would also serve as an awesome opportunity to share these memories with our children when they are older.

After four years and two children I have found that there is a fine line between documenting my life with my family and actually living it. Hence we have been back from our big road trip for almost a month, and I have yet to catch up. So I am going to try with a quick update or what I am calling a quickdate, which I am hoping doesn’t become a regular occurrence. Continue reading

On The (Bumpy) Road Again…(pt.2)


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IMG_20140726_112505Our last big adventure while I was in town was on July 4th. We went to see the Altoona Curve, both the minor league baseball team and the train station. The game was sold out, but we were able to get standing room only tickets which were perfect. We were eating dinner sitting at a picnic table during warms ups. Nolin asked if he could go down to the seats in front, so we did. They started playing R.O.C.K. In The USA and Nolin put on a show. Shaking his hips, jumping from stair to stair like the platforms were his own personal stage. The boy has moves. It was hysterical. Continue reading

On The (Bumpy) Road Again…(pt.1)


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DSC_0715Childhood summers are magical. Although my mom is approaching senility (just kidding mom), she still fondly recalls her summers growing up in Rockport with her family. Years later she would bring my sister and I to spend some time there with our cousins, aunt and uncle and various friends she had made over her years vacationing there as a child.

DSC_0696Fortunately I think our kids will have that same magic and fond memories as they grow up. Jenn’s parent’s house (named The Bumpy Road House by Nolin last year) not to be confused with their house down the street from us (cleverly called The Smooth Road house), is like a summer wonderland for our kids. Set off a long (bumpy) road with few houses on 5 acres, it provides unlimited space for the kids to run barefoot and free. We don’t have to constantly hover over them because there is plenty of room to roam and not get into trouble. Continue reading

Holiday Road

Why aren’t we flying? Because getting there is half the fun. You know that.

A perfect line to steal from Clark W. Griswold, but that was the attitude we took as our family of four hopped in the car for our own vacation and headed North for the 20 hour drive to “The Bumpy Road House”.

20140627_130237While I was excited for the vacation, I was dreading the drive especially since we had decided to power through without stopping. This gets tricky because if you do this and then decide in the early morning hours that you need to stop and sleep, you could be faced with two kids who are no longer sleeping. Continue reading


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