The New Begining...

It's hard to believe that I'm turning 40 in couple of months, while my son just turned one on February 22nd <touch wood :)>. I say it's hard to believe because few generations ago I would've been a grandfather at age 40. We're certainly living in amazing times.

I look forward to another 40 plus years of a wonderful life, while hoping that I'll be around to see my grandchildren. At this rate, my children won't be married until they have reached their late thirties and certainly won’t' have kids until their fifties, if they decide to have any at all! For my sake, I hope their generation will be more proactive in reproduction than tour generation.

Thanks for reading,
Armin

For your viewing pleasusre, here's the link to some pictures from Brayden's birthday party:

Wiggly & Wobbly

Isabella & Karm at the snow-tubing hills of Cypress Mountain

I’m starting to love winter… and I don’t mean the typical warm tropical type that we get in Vancouver. Rather, I am talking about the one with the punch; yup, the snowy type. May be it’s another one of those aging things.

In fact, I’m so in love with winter that for the second time in as many weeks I decided to hit the hills for a little wintry excitement. No, I didn’t go skiing; I went snow-tubing, which is just as fun, but with better speed control J.

Sun Peaks 2012 Family Trip!

This past week marked a couple of major milestones: Isabella’s tooth started to wiggle and Brayden took a wobbly unassisted step towards adulthood. I’m not sure if either of them are a good milestones as one may lead to thousands of dollars of dental work and braces until Isabella is 13 or something like that, and the other is going to possibly cost thousands of dollars for damages done to the house by breaking stuff; either way, I may have to start saving some money for the unknown, albeit I’m not sure where we’re going to have to cut back from… may be we won’t need the 200 plus TV channels after all!

Another interesting thing I have noticed is the unpredictability of children, especially 6 year-old daughters. There are times that I am the best father ever while being showered with love; suddenly, and only minutes later, I am one of those fathers that will “never understand” his daughter and “always” hurts her feelings. I take comfort in the fact that Isabella’s mom is also on the receiving end of such comments.

Finally, I’m starting to appreciate life with my families a lot more. This one, I am sure, is an aging thing. But, I’m constantly trying to figure out a way to spend more time with everybody, whether it’s a family trip or a house party. It’s amazing how time becomes a precious commodity as I age.  Nickleback said it best:

If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late / Could you say goodbye to yesterday?

Perhaps I don’t want to leave anything to chance and lose out on today.

Thanks for reading,

Armin

PS. Isabella, thanks for teaching me to love winter just as much as summer. I'm amazed at how you were able to find beauty in all four seasons.