Meet little Darwin Wixom Call:
Co-bag and J-Bone live in Boston, so I don't get to see the little fool until Christmas. Knowing his parents, I can't think of a child that will be more hilarious, or have more personality than this kid. I already love him. I'm excited to see him, and also how he gets along with Natalie's future child (who is due two weeks). They will be quite the pair. Collette and Justin both thinks he looks like a mini version of Winston Churchill, and I kind of agree.
Speaking of Mr. Churchill. When I was growing up, my dad always had our "weekly family quote" that we got to memorize. Churchill and Emerson are two of my dad's most favorite people in the world so more than enough came from him. As of late, one of my favorite quotes we memorized growing up has been running through my head, nonstop:
"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."
And so Mr. Churchill helped me recognize that I was feeling rather lazy and unproductive, that I wasn't doing enough (you probably would never guess what my parents were like), like I needed to do something more exciting with my life rather than being a critic.
Which beings me to my next point: Today I overheard my friend talking in my class saying that the soccer team needed more players, and I thought "what the heck, I love soccer. Sign me up!". After classes I got to play soccer for the first time in a year and a half, and it was a beautiful thing. It brought me back to the early days of college, playin with this girl:
And my last game of Senior year playing with these awesome ladies:
(this was the best picture I have. Although you can't see their faces, they are pretty cool)
When I got home Robert-o sweetly reminded me that I am currently taking 15 credits, the head Anatomy & Physiology TA, a Nutritionist, a personal trainer, a wife, and a soccer player (again). Somehow all the rest of that stuff slipped my mind, but what the heck? I love doing it all. So, life is good. Plus, its Fall!, and I get to walk (or run) home everyday when it looks like this:
Did I also mention that I have a really cool husband? Oh, well, I do.
