After a couple of weeks of heavy daddy reflection, falling Bea's and bangs and bruises (again with the never-ending falling), crazy busy client projects and new client launches, and a weekend of whirlwind Christmas parties and holiday faires, daddy blew fuses in his frontal lobes and the daddyboard melted down.
And he threw up a little Christmas in his mouth.
Daddy needed a rebuild and a recharge.
Christmas party bowling was part of it. I prefer Wii bowling, but after over a decade of not stepping into a bowling alley, real bowling was a lot of fun. No, the pink ball wasn't mine.
A day full of wonder and lots of good fun, let's get up, get going, the day has begun!
It's like that. Let's do it all again.