Packing for the Trip

As each day goes by, Little Miss CB is showing more attributes of her mother.  Today was a perfect example.  One of her favorite activites is driving her Barbie jeep around the house and terrorizing the chihuahuas.

One of her favorite drives, is across the play room and back.  Now keep in mind, the trip across the play room is a whopping 15 feet! You can’t expect a girl to make that trip without packing. 

CB started scanning the room for what she might need for the trip, and I thought it was cute…at first.  Then, that is when I saw Al’s genes kicking in.  CB couldn’t put a doll and maybe something else in for the trip.  Nope!!! She needed everything she could possibly get.

Now you might think I’m stretching this story a bit, but you’ll see that the above was only the beginning.

I’m not kidding this girl packs just like Mommy…

One last check under the hood, and she’s ready to go.
Only problem, she started to get a little upset when she found out there was no place left to sit.  Now she knows how Daddy felt when taking the U-Haul from Houston to Longview.

Strong Willed Child

My parents always seem to love any “complaints” I have regarding CB and her incredibly stubborn nature.  They think that it is something of a payback.

Thought you might enjoy this latest episode of CB and Daddy butting heads.

CB loves to spin around in circles in the den.  Problem is, we have tile floor and she spins so fast, she gets dizzy, falls down and winds up crying.  Last night she was spinning like a top, and I told her to stop, which of course, she ignored.

I grabbed her arm and spoke directly into her face, informing her, “If you spin one more circle, you are in big trouble! Do you understand me? One more circle!”

CB casually stepped back, smiled at me, then proceeded to turn slowly to the right about 3/4 of the way around, stopping just before one complete circle.  She then did the same maneuver turning to the left, again stopping just short of a circle.

I will have to admit – I could not stop laughing.

Al informed me that CB obviously understood me as she did not spin ONE MORE CIRCLE, she just spun 3/4 of a circle.  I’ll agree she was right, but as Hank Hill said, “That girl is playin’ lawyer ball!”

The Big 3-2

THE BIG 32!!!!!



I know the big three-oh can be dramatic on a gal, so being the sensitive guy I am – I assured her we could just jump straight to 32 and skip the drama.

As many of you know Jefferson, Texas is one of our favorite places.  If you are ever in the area, I highly recommend it.

With CB taking care of Nana and Papa for the evening, I was free to celebrate with my beautiful bride.

Lamache’s is one of our personal favorites.  It is a beautiful Italian restaraunt owned by a Sicilian family.  It’s located in the lobby of the Hotel Jefferson and the food is absolutely amazing!!!

32 and still looking good.  I am truly a lucky man

A Diva is Born

CB had her fashion shoot to get ready for (2 year old pics) So that meant a trip to the stylist for her first do!!!


Mommy and stylist to the stars discuss highlight options.

As you can see below , CB is going to have the same problem as her Daddy – How to
deal with all that thick, curly hair!!

The Tradition Continues

25 and Counting… 

As many of you know, my dad and I have quite a streak going.  When I was 5 years old I played in my first Father and Son golf tournament with my dad.  I turned 30 this year, and my Dad and I still haven’t missed one yet.

This year, I had a little help.

Fortunately, she takes after her Pa-Pa.  She’s already got quite the short game…

2018 LPGA Rookie of the Year

The Big Day




That’s the enthusiastic response we’ve been getting from CB when asked how old she is; so I thought it an appropriate title for this post.

Here are some pics of CB and her friends at her party.





It's Coming

The Big Day Approaches…


Hard to believe, but the Princess turns 2 tomorrow.  Much hub-bub around the house with all the preparations, not the least of which is CB helping Al prepare the cupcakes for tomorrow…

CB is learning from the Master.  However, once it came down to decorating the cupcakes with M&M’s,CB had her own system



One for the cupcake, one for me, two for the cupcake, two for me…

Silent Night

In the first post about our vacation I mentioned the hurricane. Al thought I better get around to explaining that in case somebody is actually reading this thing.

To begin with, this house boat we were on was huge. 70 feet long, six bedrooms, a hot tub- you name it. The picture below shows the before shot.

We tied up the boat the first night to one of the islands on the lake. We made sure the boat was tied to some substantial trees and used the rope provided, which was about 3 feet in diameter. I should have known something was wrong when the ropes we were provided weighed more than I do.

Billy and I stayed up until about 2:30 a.m. and had noticed a steady drizzle and quite a bit of lightning in the distance. I went inside to go to bed first, and almost immediately after lying down I could feel the bed spinning.

I wasn’t sure if that was from the Hurricane or from staying up until 2:30 with Billy. The view out our bedroom window was of the island and the trees we had tied the boat to. At least, that’s what the view had always been. I looked out the window now and saw nothing but water.

I decided something was wrong, I’m quick like that, and went up to the second floor to investigate. Bad move, the boat was being pounded by the wind and waves so hard that it made standing up difficult and walking around impossible. By this time Dad was already up and exploring, fondly reminiscing about Typhoons in Korea, which, incidentally, did nothing to calm my nerves.

Turns out the change in scenery was due to the fact that the wind had completely shifted and managed to spin our entire boat around 180 degrees from where we had originally started. But the good news was, we were still tied up…for the moment.

Billy managed to make it up the stairs and saw that Dad and I were already up. We then spent the rest of the pre-dawn hours trying to get something on the marine band radio and deciding whether we should cut loose from the island or just stay put.

The plan for moving the boat involved me trying to untie the boat from the island and then waiting to see if Billy could maneuver the boat back around to pick me up in the middle of the storm.  Amazingly enough, this seemed like a great idea to everyone involved except, of course, for me.  Using all my legal prowess, which isn’t much, I managed to keep this idea out of play at least until sunrise when Al emerged and decided that I couldn’t find my way to the island, much less do anything about those surgical knots once I got there.  Ahh, nothing like the confidence of a good woman in her man!
By sunrise, the storm had subsided and all was well.  Oh yeah, except for the fact that no one had slept all night except for that 2 year old who was now up and ready to roll.  With Hurricane Caroline on board, that island idea was sounding better already.

Just for comparison, here is a shot of me during the height of the storm providing service to some of the surrounding boats

As you can see, I have Al thrown on my shoulders and am leading Billy and my Dad to safety… All in a day’s work

Danger Girl

Rumor has is that Little Miss CB looks like her father.  However, Alison is now nervous that she is acting just like him as well.  One of her favorite activities at the lake…

I tried puttering around the lake at about 5 mph and CB was miserable.  Once we made sure Al wasn’t watching, I’d get to around 30-40 mph and CB would proceed to scream with delight.  Of course followed by her favorite catch phrase of the moment, “Mooore Daddy, Mooore!!”

Al thought it was important that CB get some experience in some more important endeavors, and so I let her take over for CB’s next lake lesson…

As you can see, CB was quite adept at roasting marshmallows, but found the whole thing a little too slow for her liking.  She decided to go straight to the source…

Hot Springs

      Our first vacation, well… ever.  Pretty depressing when you think about it.  However, the trip itself was a blast.  I highly recommend Lake Ouachita.  The lake is annually rated by the EPA as one of the cleanest lakes in North America, and after visiting I can see why.  The water is crystal clear, and freezing!  Not to mention the scenic beauty surrounding the place, if you can put aside the dead bodies and Force 5 Hurricanes (More on that later)

      More importantly, it was a great time for CB and her Papa.

I’ve read numerous studies that say various genes in  families have the propensity to skip a generation.  Looks like the DNA for a master fisherman traveled straight from Papa (Jumped directly around Daddy) and landed squarely in Caroline’s hands.

Yes, Caroline reeled in her first fish with Papa, and then proceeded to reel in quite a few more after that.  With a cane pole no less!