Well, our stories are not legends and folklore yet but I am confident that we will eventually be the crazy old people of the family. I have all the faith in Parker that our crazy lives will be retold in our family for generations to come. I also have no doubt that "Great Great Grandpa Gordon and Grandma Ruth" are destined to be loonies and will create much embarrassment for future generations. Of course this being my first "official blog" there is too many stories to tell and I would hate to make this very long. Here is the one story for this first blog however. This morning I wake up and start making coffee as usual (you know, the much needed first cup) and I am getting Parker's breakfast ready as usual. I walk into the dining room from our kitchen to find Parker sitting on the dining room table eating a (who knows how old) bagel he found. He was also happily sipping on a (also who knows how old) Dr. Pepper. Breakfast of champions right? Sadly enough our dining room table is no longer a sacred ground for the much needed place of inappropriate children's items. Soon there will be no safe place from the octopus arms that are attached to my child's body.