Today is "My Thaniel's" Half-Birthday. Yep. He is officially 6 months old today. And to celebrate we got him: rice cereal! Woohoo. Not as great as a cake, but I'm hoping he'll love it. If it gets me a little extra sleep, then I'll love it too. It's too bad that Mike won't be here to see the first bite. He just loves the faces babies make when they try a new food. Perhaps I'll have to record it for him.
My husband, Mike, told me that the program he wrote for work said that he traveled 49% last year. When he told me this he was quite proud. It was more than anyone else in all 5 locations all over the country. And that was only for all available work days. If you took out the days he had off, then it is closer to 60%. I know he thinks that it shows the company that he works very hard for them. That certainly is true. But I wonder if he sees that the converse is true for his family? When does being really great for the company become really bad for the family? I wonder if it's when you ask your kid, "Where's Daddy?" and his automatic response is "Daddy's at work!" even if Daddy's actually home.
I guess I shouldn't complain so much about it though. Mike does work very hard, and thanks to his job we have more than enough of everything. I was talking to my sister, Nancy, yesterday, and realized that I complain a LOT. I don't complain about everything, but when I talk to certain women, I complain almost constantly. She said it was just a bad habit, and then I told her jokingly that even if I were sitting in a pile of gold I'd probably complain that it was too bright. Ok, maybe not, but I'd sure like the chance to find out!
