Trip To The Fire Station

Andy and I went to a Fort Worth Fire Station this weekend, to visit my buddy Brian Taylor, one of Fort Worth's finest. Brian showed us both fire engines, and through the entire fire station.

Andy got to see where the firemen live, eat, sleep, work out, and keep their boots and hats in their lockers. As you can see, Andy got to climb all over the fire trucks, sit in the chairs, check out the hoses and controls, and see the lights and the very loud sirens, which startled him a bit. All the firemen were awesome towards Andy, and he has talked about it all weekend! Thanks, Brian!

Good Easter Weekend

To the left is a pic Andy took at Mandy's wedding on my iPhone - he just stood right up in his chair and snapped it - it was cute. Welcome to the family, Jonathon.

Above is a pic of me holding Lily - next is Sam showing off his Easter loot.

Dad is constipated and James finds it funny...meanwhile the kids show off their Easter goodies with Mammy.

This is Andy riding the motorcycle ride at the traveling carnival - we went Friday night. Afterwards we went to IHOP and had pancakes...at 9 PM.

Root Beerer

My son informed me tonight that he likes root beer, or "root beerer," as he calls it. We were in the car so I directly went to Central Market to get the kid some root beerer. It occurred to me that he also enjoys ice cream, so I thought I would pick up some ice cream to make floats. We went into Central Market, and you can't step 10 feet into that place without someone asking if they can help you, so I say when fellow asks if he may help me... "yes we would like some root beerer." The man took a double take at me and said "uhm, ok we have many different kinds of root beer, please follow me." Central Market has about 20 different kinds of root beerer, and when the man asked what kind of root beer we liked, Andy promptly answered "plain root beerer." Andy is a root beerer purist. There are so many kinds of root beerer at Central Market, that it is difficult to choose a root beerer, even among the plain root beerers. We finally decided on a 4 pack of "Mr. Frost" Root Beerer, as the man on the front of the bottle looked a lot like Santa Clause, AND it said on the box "caffeine free," and Andy read that and thought that sounded very important. I will assure you that what this root beerer lacked in caffeine, it made up for in sugar. As I write this, it is 11:15 PM and I just got the boy to go to sleep.

After we decide on the Mr. Frost's caffeine free root beerer, we head towards the ice cream section. The selection was easy, I was to make floats, and you have to have vanilla for that. Plus, as with root beerer, Andy is an ice cream purist, and "plain white" ice cream is the way to go.

We took our stash towards the check out, and on the way out we ran into CG and Jenna Mathews, the parents of my Uncle Tom Mathews - Andy recounted his story of the catfish we caught at the lake last week. This time the catfish had grown to about 12 feet long - and it put up quite a fight. This transient social encounter gave us the opportunity to show off our 4 pack of Mr. Frost's caffeine free root beerer to the Mathews. They were impressed.

We paid for our goodies and I explained to Andy that "no he did NOT need a balloon this afternoon," and we went out to the car. Once we were in route, I brought my surprise to Andy's attention. I explained to him that we were going to put two of his favorite goodies, plain white ice cream and root beerer, into a glass together to create a float. Then my phone rang. It was the office. I became a little distracted with some issue...then I finally hung up. I looked over at Andy. He was very upset. He was pouting. I have never seen Andy pout. His arms were crossed and his face looked disgusted. "What's wrong I said?" Andy replied..."I do NOT want my root beerer on ice cream and I do NOT want my ice cream on root beerer." The sound in his voice and the look on his face was priceless and I hope that I never forget it.

So...tonight we had pizza and root beerer for dinner. Then, for dessert, plain white ice cream.

Gone Fishing....

We had a great time at Kat and Tom's new lake place. Andy caught this catfish! He thought a "dogfish would be smarter."

This is a view of the sun coming up from the back porch.

Views of the house.

It's a beautiful place!

Andy on a road trip.

The New Office Opens!

After nearly 5 years of practice, I am expanding. I opened in September of 2004, and now I have formed a new partnership with Dr. Wyatt Webb. Our satellite office in North Ft. Worth is open. We have partnered up with Premier Rehab, owned by a friend of mine for this location. Our new 11,000 square foot facility in Southlake will open in May of 2009.

Today in Ft. Worth I saw a grand total of 2 patients! Well, you have to start somewhere, right?

Special thanks to my employees Lenora and Glenda. They have worked so hard to get this office put together. I would not be where I am without great employees like them!

Lily

Allow me to show off my new little niece Lily. What a cutie pie!! Today was her first day to wear a bow. The family is rather fond of her.

Our Weekend

Great weekend with Andy. Friday night I played in a church softball game and you would have thought I was a major league baseball player the way Andy cheered for me. I was proud that he was so proud. Unfortunately, my old man back is not going to hold up to it - it's a good thing I opted for medicine over the lucrative baseball career! Saturday I took him to a Bell baseball game, they were playing at Carroll. Trevor Podsednik was playing and I went to watch him with his folks. Andy got to see a kid who can really hit a ball, and I assumed my old man role in the bleachers. I told Kim that I know I must be getting old, because the parents of the high school kids don't look old to me anymore.

Andy and I also went to the Home Depot building day. We built a little racing ramp for two wooden cars, and Andy was quite proud. The picture is of Andy holding his hammer.

The other pic is of Andy standing up and looking out of the sunroof in the Porsche. We were at Sonic....he stays belted up when we are going down the road of course. He has been a big talker about the Porsche for the last few months...he talks about it, runs his fingers over it, oohs and ahhs over it, but was always too scared to ride in it. It was either too fast, too windy, too loud or too bumpy. But for the last couple of weeks he is requesting that we take it everywhere, instead of the Tahoe. I think my boy must be growing up.