So yesterday was my birthday. (Jan 23 for overseas friends who are already on the 25th) My lovely wife, The Deistette baked a pretty tasty (although not professionally decorated if you ask me) cake. My mother in-law gave me a five dollar gift certificate to a wonderful frozen yogurt place. I got a long hug from the Little Man in the morning when he woke up. All were simple and genuine. My birthday was perfect.
It’s sort of a milestone I guess… 45.
You ever been on a running trail where little mile markers have been placed along the route. There are of course the 1, 2 and 3 mile markers but usually there are 1/2 mile markers.
That’s what 45 is. So there’s that.
I meant to post this a while back but another milestone achieved was our Little Man (for new readers that’s my stepson) was able to conquer his fear of the water as well as figure out how to propel himself in the water during the summer of 2011. So that was pretty cool. In my book, that’s a pretty big milestone. What was even more cool is I was able to grab a short clip of him doing it for the first time — this of course was done without realizing you’re not supposed to take pictures or video in the pool at the local YMCA.
Another big milestone was Little Fawn (my 17 yr old daughter’s nickname) got her driver’s license in October of 2011. Pretty big deal. Huge. It represents freedom, responsibility, mobility and a new stage in her life. She turns 18 in May, graduates in June and most likely will be going away to college about two hours away. My every other weekend and every Wednesday visits will cease and I am quite sad about that.
Although, not really a milestone as much as a HUGE change in dynamic at Casa Deist is that my other stepson (i refer to him on here as Tank) has come to live with us. It was a weird custody arrangement i thought, but the reasons The Deistette and her ex husband decided to split the boys at the time of their divorce were logical and valid. Things have changed and perhaps I’ll get into that in my next post as to why or how this happened but Tank is with us and our home is kinda like a frat house now only without all the girls or kegs of beer. Never a dull moment.
And so with more than half my life behind me, I find myself with two young boys in my charge, a wife who loves me, a daughter who is embarking on her journey and some lovely pets. Could be better. I mean I could have a nicer house, better job, more money, better knees. : )
but life ain’t too bad right now. Not bad at all.