Sad faces, laughing fits, fire and Finn

Ok...today was another multiple sad face day...Gracie shared my current score card and I have 3 sad faces to Mark's one sad face. I was also told I needed to apologize to Daddy for not being nice. I wonder why it is that Dad has only one sad face...I think it's the Nintendo effect. Mark has made it to the 5th world in the Mario Bros. game therefore making him a hero in our daughter's eyes. I think she is cutting him some slack on the score card because of that high score on the Nintendo!

One of my favorite things about being married to Mark is his ability to make me laugh like crazy in the middle of the night because of his unnatural talent for dreaming in crazy, complete detail. This combination was well at work last night...About 2 AM, Mark and I both happen to wake up and he begins to tell me (in vivid detail) about his most recent dream. It goes something like this:


Mark is Joe Elliot, the lead singer of the 80's band Def Leppard. See pic below of Joe...Mark (as Joe) is on stage rocking out to one of the bands most famous tunes and as he is strutting his stuff back and forth across the stage, he periodically stoops down to pick up pieces of garbage...like a band aid or a wire twist tie or a Burger King wrapper...HUH? A rocker with an eco-conscience? That's how Mark dreams.
We laughed for a good ten minutes about that one!

Next...
Mark has long desired to become a volunteer fire fighter with the Edina Fire Department. He just learned that his application has been accepted and he can plan to attend the orientation meeting. He is very excited...me, too. Can't wait to hear that police scanner going off every 5 minutes all night long...Good times!

He is very confident that he is now in good enough shape (because of P90X) to be able to pass the physical part of the training. Running up steps with all the gear on, carrying a 165# dummy 75 feet, shimmy on his belly thru a long and winding, possible pitch black and filled with fake smoke tunnel! YIKES!!! But I'll be there cheering him through it! I'm really proud of him for doing this! I think Gracie will get a big kick out of telling folks her daddy is a fireman--what little girl wouldn't love that!!! She already looks at him as her hero!

Last but not least...we attended Finn's Cub Scout pancake breakfast this morning. He was a little cutey in his Tiger Cub duds serving pancakes, walking people to their tables, refilling my coffee cup and asking Decaf or Regular? I knew his Cub Scout behavior was as easily discarded as the dirty pancake plates when I heard Ann tell him to stop with some shenanigans and he burped at her...

Happy Sunday!