As a joke yesterday, Jamie thought it would be funny if she told Ricky that I was with child and that it was his and that we needed to discuss how we were as a couple going to handle our new arrival. We've known from the very beginning that niether of us want the added responsiblity of taking care of a kid just yet. [we've got our hands full taking care of our dog right now].

Vaughn has the engery of five kids. He's such a vibrant little guy. By the end of the day, Ricky and I are nesteled against each other asleep. Yes, its sad, Vaughn takes the wind out of both his parents. At times in my life, I would rather spend a hundered thousand days chasing after that dog, then one normal perfect day.

If you look at both Ricky and I, you can instantly tell that he and I don't have the proper definition of "normal". I hope that Ricky and I never find the defintion because we are happy and it makes both of happy to know the other one is happy. I hope we spend the rest of our lives that way.