Daily Archives: March 21, 2018

21Mar/18

Um, What Had Happened Was…

Life got in the way. Work got in the way. Video games got in the way (not really), but you get the point. What once was a site that we used to update our family with what we were doing in NJ, quickly became a site where I’d be lucky if I could bulk-upload a ton of pictures so that it can help me jog my memory in times where I couldn’t remember what month or year we went to Disneyland. To be fair though, living close to our family made this site less relevant, at least for now. The hope still remains that one day, our little Tiger and our baby Horse will be able to go onto the World Wide Web (how archaic does that sound?) and be able to look at unforgettable memories that inevitably were forgotten.

For 2017, since I’m missing the better part of 8 months or so, I plan to split-up the memories between this site and our Baby Horse’s site. 2018 has already started and has taken off, leaving me at least another 3 months behind. Ugh, what had happened was…

Going to the park is always great. With video games quickly becoming the entertainment of choice with the kids, we have to do a better job of letting them run around and get dirty.

Thanks to the kid’s loving Aunt, we were able to take a trip to Las Vegas. While the kids were hanging out, Mommy and Daddy got to sneak away and see Babyface (yes, he’s still performing). We made it up to the kids by seemingly spending the rest of the trip at Gameworks.

I can’t remember if this was a Father’s Day or Mother’s Day gift, so I’ll say it was for Father’s Day. Seeing that it’s dated for 2016, I’m not sure why I never got around to taking a picture of it until 2017?

Our annual vacation to the Fair last year included their Uncle Ben as a special guest (although if you ask him, I don’t think he’ll ever go again)

Goofy

Loving

Mad

Happy

This is our annual, annual Fair trip to the OC Fair. This special trip included a visit to some ice cream joint with their cousins (because clearly, they needed more sugary stuff in their bodies).

I’m definitely my own person, living with my own set of rules

Last, but not least, our Little Tiger started Kindergarten last year (and yes, he was in desperate need of a haircut)