Chickens and iguanas

Misty and the girls took me out to dinner for my birthday last night. On the way there, I learned how the choice of restaurants came about. Apparently, Emily told Misty, "I think Daddy wants to go to Chick-a-Way [Chick-fil-A] or Iguana Grill." I'm glad Misty steered her in the direction of the later.

Best birthday gift ever

Emily did the sweetest thing when I got home from work today. She told me, "Daddy, I got you something for your birthday, but I can't wrap it." She then proceeded to give me a hug and a kiss. It was just what I wanted.

Two things that should never be purchased together

We just returned from vacation at Walt Disney World. I'll write up a detailed account of our experience soon, but first I wanted to share a short story about something that happened on the way there.

Before we drove to Orlando, we spent the night at my parents' house in Atlanta. While there, I discovered that I'd forgotten to pack any underwear for the trip. No big deal -- I figured I'd pick up some along the way. In the morning we stopped for breakfast at a Burger King just south of Gainsville. There was a Target across the street, so I went in to buy a pack of briefs. Misty's stomach was feeling upset, so I also picked up some Imodium for her. It wasn't until I got to the register that I realized how these two items must have looked together. As I walked out the door, I imagined the cashier whispering to another employee, "That poor boy done crapped his pants."