A portrait of my family once a week, every week, in 2015

Willy: Gripped about having to be that guy with 20 things to ship at the post office. I suppose it’s time for us to figure out a better shipping method but it’s awfully entertaining watching him come home with the ‘yeah-I-was-that-asshole’ look on his face. He’s a trooper and such a help, really.

Hooper: Came home from preschool talking about going down the slide with a little girl he’s been talking a lot about as of late.

Van: I ended a phone call early when I heard Van yelling / crying downstairs. When I got down there, I found him with the oven mitt on his hand, trying to pick up his cars. He was pissed because it wasn’t working out for him.

Me: Stayed by myself in a hotel right off the freeway near a conference I had to be at for work. The back of my key had four tips; always use the deadbolt, secure your valuables, report suspicious persons, and never open the door prior to verifying ID. I was a bit sketched out until I found their magnifying mirror; then I was just pissed I didn’t bring my tweezers.

Jimmie: Found the ear plug I was looking for in his dump. Willy offered to clean it off for me. I declined his offer.

Weekly Resolutions: We were supposed to exchange 15 minute back rubs each night. I didn’t happen. Not even once. Maybe we’re not cut out for this resolution stuff.

And mad props to Janet for creating the 52 week button above. You can click on it to see the project, thus far, in it’s entirety. 

A family portrait, once a week, every week in 2015

Willy: Celebrated a birthday and asked for nothing other than a handwritten card. I wrote him a love letter, of sorts. He also got news that the company he works for is being bought by another company, so we’re trying to think positive and are hoping for the best turnout. Change is always hard. 

Hooper: When asked what he dreams about, will always say “you”. Also, peeked under a public restroom stall to the woman next door. That was fun.

Van: Found a pair of my aviator glasses and has been sporting them everywhere, even at night, all week. He looks like he belongs alongside Eric Estrada of Chips. Oh shit, did I just age myself? He’s also had a hell of a time getting back on board with potty training since we’ve been away from home. He suddenly hates sitting on the toilet and has had a few accidents, which he still blames on the fact he “hates Christmas”, and so, we’re taking a potty training break. 

Me: Coming off my trifling in Arizona high, where I always seem to score. I came home with some awesome new-to-me dresses, some pottery, and – as always – a few things for the boys. I really am trying to buy less these days, but it’s so hard when you find something you LOVE and it only costs 4 bucks. 

Jimmie: Made it all the way through a trip to Arizona and back without coming home with the “least valuable player” award. Also peed on our dinner guests the other night, but a week wouldn’t be complete without some reminder that life is never all peaches n’ cream, and neither is Jimmie.

Weekly Resolutions: Being away from home so much as of late has made keeping up with our weekly resolutions hard. We managed to get through a week of “no soda” last week (which was harder for Willy than myself). We’ve also continued to make our bed; not everyday, but the room sure looks nicer on the days we make the effort.