I hate that so much time has lapsed since my last post. Getting ready for the holiday was more challenging than anticipated. Great ideas were fleeting and I hatched several posts. I just couldn't finish a single one to my satisfaction - including this one which was originally entitled "Daddy Wisdom" and had an entirely different point.
So here we are with less than a week until Christmas and I'm BACK IN THE SADDLE; Fuel-injected with holiday spirit. To kick off the next twelve days of Christmas we are visiting Ryan's parents. We just drove five and a half hours from Chicago to St. Louis with an eight month-old baby and a six year-old yorkie. Our other baby.
The ride was actually kind of fun.The girls sat in back, with our Captain at the helm, alone up front with legroom, talk radio and whatnot. We watched a few DVDs, read some, ate and drank some and even slept a wink or two. We slept precisely 45 minutes of the 330 minute voyage, but who cares when good times are in full swing? RIGHT?
Ryan has many MANY good qualities. For example, he's the family Fungineer (fun engineer). He plans shit - really plans it. My husband even reminds me of my own father in that he peruses the paper, web and other obscure resources for the goings-on about town and ACTUALLY MAKES US DO STUFF. And the crazy thing is - we always have a blast doing it. He also shares my father's irritating opinion that when you tell him you "really have to pee" during a road trip, you can actually go 35 miles more than you think without dying. WRONG!
Anyway, for this car trip, Ryan surprised us with a portable DVD player and the ride would have been far less successful without it. Note that he picked it up at Walgreens - the same place he procured both the Boogie Buster and the Vick's Vaporizer.
Incidentally, have never noticed any of the foregoing items at Walgreens. Moreover, if he had told me that he was going to stop and pick one up on the way back from emptying the Jeep's contents into storage to make room for the Bugaboo that I refused to bring along because we can just use the umbrella stroller that came free with our Big Girl carseat, my head would have exploded. The moral of this story is that he was spot on with the Boogie Buster, vaporizer and DVD player and probably with the Bugaboo too because we are having our picture taken with Santa in some swanky mall situation and we would look silly with the umbroller - but whatever. I'm over it.
Last week, the Fungineer escorted we (one of us decidedly "wee") ladies to Gethsemane Garden Center and brunch thereafter at M Henry. While Ryan and I struggled with installing the Big Girl car seat, Leighton warmed up the car.
That night, he took us to see the Lincoln Park Zoo Lights. It was an impressive little event. l was positive Lei was too young to enjoy it, but I was wrong. She had a blast.
The point I'm finally making here is that I have a tendency to resist ideas that aren't mine. Somehow, the Fungineer pushes past that glaring personality flaw, makes some whacky plans for us and we all have a grand time together. This quality lends credibilty to all of the other things he does and says. I love him and trust him. And, it's always good to trust your partner. I can't imagine how this post would have turned out if I didn't.
Who is your family Fungineer? Post a comment and share your fuss with us?