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Fort Quintanilla

Our fort

Today was an interesting day. I had planned on spending the day in my normal manner. Ever since  Jenn and I had gotten married, I’ve spent the majority of my Saturdays in the same way. I wake up, hopefully before eleven, and begin to clean the house. Afterward that’s done, I usually spend the afternoon playing my latest video game, only taking the necessary breaks. Today, however, was different.

My uncle, Arthur, has been in the hospital for a few days at this point. Today, he had an important surgery that, if successful, could extend his life. My cousin, Jessica, wanted to be at the hospital in support of her father-in-law. With Paul, her husband at work, she needed someone to watch her daughter, Isabell, and her son, Maciah. Jenn and I volunteered. I was eager to spend the day with them, (even if it meant giving up my video game time) because I wanted to some practice entertaining kids for an extended period of time.

The day turned out to be really fun. I was nervous that Jenn and I would be boring because we are not what you would call “active” people, especially now that Jenn is pregnant. I wasn’t sure if Isabell and Maciah would want to go home after being here for only a few minutes. Ordinarily, I would  have just expected Brandon to pick up the slack but he had to leave for work. So it was up to Jenn and I to make sure these kids had fun.

As soon as they arrived, Jenn and I looked at them and asked them what they wanted to do. We tried to offer some of the more active right away, like going to a park or playing outside. Instead, the first thing they both wanted to do was watch a movie. Inside, I was relieved. As I have written about multiple times, I am a huge movie buff. So this was something that was right up my alley.

As we scanned the Netflix Instant Watch list for something to watch, we came across something that I had already decided would one of the first things I would introduce to my girls: “Avatar: The Last Airbender”. I explained to them what it was and they both said they were curious enough to watch it. I was ecstatic and quickly loaded it up. I was especially interested to see what Isabell’s reaction would be.

Having not grown up with sisters, I am not quite sure what young girls are into. My only information (like most things) comes from what I have seen on television and movies. So I wasn’t sure if a show that didn’t include princesses or copious amounts of the color pink would interest her. It turns out I shouldn’t have been worried. She was very into the show,asking questions about the characters and otherwise paying rapt attention to the screen. This was a great way to start our time together.

The rest of the day was just as much fun. We spent of our time indoors by their choice. (In the words of Isabell, it was “too hot outside”.) A good portion of our time was spent playing video games. I had downloaded the demo version of “Scott Pilgrim vs. the World”and they had seen me playing it the last time they were over our house. After we watched an episode of Avatar and the movie, “The Iron Giant”, Isabell asked if she could watch me play it. No sooner were the words out of her mouth than I was up and grabbing a controller.

Jenn, Isabell, Macaih and I played video games for the next hour or so. After Isabell and Macaih got a chance to play through the demo level, they both wanted to play Rock Band. We all took turns rocking out on the drums and guitar, playing through the various songs they knew. Once again, one of my biggest anxieties as a father was slightly alleviated. I at least had circumstantial evidence that a girl could be as into video games as I am.

Once Brandon came home from work, Jenn and I felt like we needed to get everyone out of the house for a while. So we decided to walk to take Puck and get ourselves candy from the Dollar Store, pizzas from Little Ceaser’s, and Icees from the Quick Stop. It turns that Macaih and Jenn move at the same pace. Of course, Macaih’s reason is because of the length of his legs while Jenn’s is because of…well, the girls.

Post-dinner, we decided to finish out the night, alternating between watching movies and playing Scott Pilgrim (the same level over and over again.) We built a fort for Isabell, Macaih and I to hang out in ( even though Puck tried to destroy it). The time until Jessica arrived seemed to fly by. Today gave me hope that fatherhood was not something that would be completely foreign to me.

Life is a Highway

Tonight, Jenn and I headed to our first night of birthing classes. It was…interesting. I am thinking about going more in-depth  about the class later this week. However,  the class took a lot longer than I was anticipating. As such, I now have a very short time to make my post for today. So I am going to be  taking a something I wrote for a Disneyland Trip Newsletter I made in preparation for the New Year’s 2o1o trip and adding to it for tonight’s post. In later posts, I’ll be talking about some of the things I have enjoyed during our past trips. Today, I am going to write about a part that doesn’t get much thought. The ride down.

I have been asked multiple times why I don’t save time and fly to Los Angeles. One of the major reasons I do not drive is because simply, I enjoy the drive. I don’t find it boring or even particularly long. Plus I have many memories from different aspects of the trip.

One that stands out to me is a memory from our April 2008 trip with Victor and Brandi. We were pretty stoked because this was going to be the first time it was going to be just the four of us on vacation. There was some additional excitement in the air as we had decided on a whim to leave a day early. So we piled into our Jeep and were on our way down Interstate 5. Unfortunately, we didn’t know that there was nighttime construction. So, even though we made good time down most of I5, after we left Harris Ranch, there was an hour-long delay as we crawled through what felt like 10 miles of road. Initially we were all still pretty jazzed, but as the minutes stretched on, Jennifer ended up succumbing to the frustration. Victor, on the other hand, succumbed to sleep. So it made for a funny moment once we were past the construction, as Victor woke up and said, “That wasn’t that bad.” Needless to say, Jenn lost it.

Even though I have some more intricate memories, I also have some simple ones. Jenn and I have developed a little mini-game that we like to play. Every time we pass one of the mileage signs on the side of the road, we figure out how long it will be until we reach the resort. (Yes, Jenn and I know we are such nerds that we make up math games to entertain us.) The game is fun, though, because it becomes a countdown for when we will reach Disneyland. As each mile ticks away, we get more and more eager to “get home”.

However that is not the only game we play. Back in April 2009, Curtis, Brandon, Jennifer, and I each picked a few songs and we tried to guess who picked what song. It not only helped pass the time but it was interesting to see the different musical styles each of us enjoyed…even though we all agreed we didn’t like Curtis’s style.

We played the game again for the New Year’s 2010 trip. I asked Brandon, Victor, Brandi, Paul and Jessica to each give me 10 songs to build our trip playlist. After gathering the songs from each person, I realized that we needed to add more songs so we wouldn’t run out before we reached the Grapevine. Luckily, Jenn and I had built a library of trip songs from the multiple trips we have made. A good portion of songs we have were picked based on the ones we enjoyed playing on Rock Band. So I made the CDs (16 in all), not realizing that there was a disporportionate amount of Rock Band songs. As the seven of us played the game and tried to guess the person who picked the song, the cry of “Not Rock Band again!” quickly became a catchphrase of the trip. (It was so ingrained in us that when one of the songs played as part of the background loop for Sunshine Plaza in Disney California Adventure, we all yelled it.)

So why do I like to drive rather than fly? Yes I could save time but for me the trip is not about saving time. It’s about using each moment to make a new memory. And if the drive gives me more time to make memories, then I would take it over a flight every time.

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