On Thursday morning as I was getting Nolan dressed he asked, “Daddy went bye, bye?”
My answer was the normal, “Yes, Daddy is at work.”
His response was not his normal question of, “Daddy is at work?” With my repetitive response of “yes” ten times as the question continues to be asked. Our typical morning sounds something like this:
Nolan: “Daddy is at work?” Me: “Yes”
Nolan: “Daddy is at work?” Me: “Yes”
Nolan: “Daddy is at work?” Me: “Yes”
Nolan: “Daddy is at work?” Me: “Yes, Daddy is at work”
Nolan: “Daddy is at work?” Me: “Yes”
When he’s had enough he finishes the conversation with a definite: “Daddy IS at work.”
But Thursday morning’s response was different.
Me: “Yes, Daddy is at work.” Nolan: “No Daddy is in Feenix.”
Nolan’s vocabulary is pretty extensive and he speaks very well, at least well enough that I know exactly what he is saying 90% of the time. It sounded like Pheonix. It was in the right context to be Pheonix. But why in the world would he think “Daddy is in Phoenix?”
If you know my husband well, you know why Nolan would say this. It didn’t take me long to determine that yes, he was in fact saying, “Daddy is in Phoenix.” You see, my husband is weird. My mom reminds him almost every time she sees him, “Ken, you are weird.” (in a loving way, of course)
You see, when Ricky was little he used to tell him, “Mommy went to Memphis,” every time I would run an hour long errand. Ricky wasn’t necessarily fond of Memphis. Not because he understood that I wouldn’t be back in an hour if I was really going to Memphis but because he had no clue what Memphis was. He just knew I was gone for a bit and he didn’t like it. Then Ken would ask regularly, “Ricky, do you want to go to Memphis?” to which Ricky would always respond with “No, NOOOO!” Ricky gets it now. He understands that his daddy is just kidding and that his daddy is weird!
And occasionally I’ll hear Ricky say to Benny or Nolan, “Do you want to go to Memphis?”
Not long after Nolan was dressed, Ken called in with his daily “Good morning” call.” I relayed the story, “SO… guess what Nolan said when I told him you were at work?” “He said, Daddy is in Phoenix.” Ken started laughing. “Ya,” he said, “I tell him you go to Phoenix.” Ahem, just what I thought. I don’t need to ask why. He doesn’t have an answer. He just thinks its funny. And then he and his weird sense of humor are even more satisfied when he hears the boys repeating words like “Memphis and Phoenix.”
Anyway, I’ll get to my point. Today I’m leaving for, not Memphis nor Phoenix, but for Las Vegas. I’ll be attending the WPPI – Wedding and Portrait Photographers International Show for the first time and I am so excited. I’ll get to hear some from some of the most famous and successful photographers in the industry. I expect to learn a ton, soak in everything photography related and probably be be overwhelmed with information. And I can’t wait to get there!


So this week, honey, tell them the truth, “Momma’s in Vegas, Baby!!”
I hope you boys have fun and that everything goes smoothly. I love every bit of your weird self! ![]()
Love,
Heather













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