The Special Degree

I just got accepted into my grad school program!
Buckle up ladies and gentlemen because this will be an Oscar worthy acceptance speech.
Ok, maybe not Oscar worthy, but you will definitely want to read this.

So in January of this year I stumbled across a program that peaked my interest. Ok, I didn’t stumble, admittedly I was actively looking. I had just finished my undergrad, read about that here, and I had just found out I couldn’t go back for bachelors degree numero 2, so I knew something had to shake. And boom, much like a sign from the man above, I clicked a link to a MAT-LD program at the school I just graduated from.

Now for those of you who don’t know, a MAT-LD program is a Masters of Art in Teaching specializing in Learning Disabilities. When I found it I was stoked. And not just because I met the prerequisites, but because I could actually make a difference.

I’m sure you are aware of the saying, be the change you wish to see in the world, well, this is my stride in that direction.

I’m sure you are wondering what would make someone just want to randomly want to teach Special Education. Well, buddy ol’ pal it’s not random at all.

Meet my uncle Pip.

Eating some of his favorite food.

The picture above and below is from when he went to his prom at the board of disabilities.

Oh you know, selfie game is just too strong.

And this is a picture of him and my grandma from Nilly’s baby shower.

I have never seen anyone as passionate and loving as him. And we are talking about the type of passion where he can be nice or mean.

So I met Pip when I was in 10th grade. It was the first time I went over to my wife’s grandmother house, and lo and behold, Pip answered the door. He said hey, and pulled the door open for me to walk in. I walked in and sat in the first open seat I could find. You should probably know I was new to this rodeo, courting that is. Haha. (Looking back on it, it was extremely old school, we sat in the living room until it was time for me to go) and Pip sat in the chair that was up against the wall. I guess he was the designated chaperone. I’m not sure if I even asked him his name, but by the end of my visit he definitely knew mine. I got up to walk out the door and so it begun. I heard “See you later KD” from a voice that hadn’t said anything other than hey for almost 3 hours.

Just to let you know, this man can still remember the car I drove from that day, and that was over 8 years ago. I don’t even remember what car I was driving.

A few months after that day Nilly was telling me how Pip was handicap. She told me he has cerebral palsy. I didn’t believe her at all. I remember telling her, “Nothing is wrong with Pip, girl. He can tell you how many keys I have on my key ring, shoot I can’t even tell you that“. And from that day forward my whole perception of mental illness was changed.

Some people try to joke around about people with special needs, calling them things like dumb or stupid, and I want you to know they are wrong. Not just for thinking things like that about someone else, but believing it.

But that’s not why I love him so much, I love him because of the love that he shows me. He will ask you about your day, what you like, your family, and all of that just to know. There is no ulteriorย motive, he just wants to talk to you. I love that. I love how someone can be so genuine and not think anything of it.

So when I saw that my school offered a program that would allow me teach kids with special needs I jumped at the opportunity. Just gives me a chance to make a living hanging out with some awesome people like Pip everyday.

Oh, and according to Pip he is very much handicapable. ๐Ÿ˜

7 Month Showdown

I am sitting here all in my feelings, don’t be alarmed, this literally happens all the time when it comes to my boy. My little stinky man is 7 months old! ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ญ. I can’t believe it.. Sometimes I wake up wondering where has the time gone, other times I wake up to a big headed babyย talking and somewhat singing. I use the word singing extremely loosely here. It sounds more like he is yelling and flailing his arms. But if he likes it, I love it.

..So I have been seeing all of these cute photos of baby’s that parents do on their own, creating the backdrops and even using their iPhone cameras. So I wanted to give it a shot. Just a warning I am no pro-FESS-C-ional or nothing but I think they turned out great for it to be my first time. ย Here are a few of the photos.ย 

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I mean come on now, styled and photographed by daddy himself. ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ. ย Not too bad right? If I would have known that the pictures would have turned out this nice I would have started to do this at month one. And the beautiful thing about all of this was, it was free.ย 

It only took a few things.

  1. iPhone
  2. Natural light
  3. Wrapping paper
  4. Scissors
  5. Tape
  6. A wall

I bet you are stuck at number 3 wondering what in the world did I do with the wrapping paper. Well I flipped it over and taped it to the wall to create a clean backdrop. Of course Eli being the busy body he is, ripped right into it after the very last photo. But hey, the timing couldn’t have been better.

Finding Love


The thing that no one ever tells you about marriage is, it takes work. Some days, most days actually, it is a cake walk and everything just clicks, and then other days it seems like everything collides like trains that are on the same rail going full speed towards each other. The crazy thing is I have heard people say things in reference to us being married like, “oh you are married now, the hard part is over, atleast you found someone.” And I just want you to know that is complete BS. Granted I have found my person but it is way more work now than it was before we got married. Before marriage everything was cake. I guess it was because of the fact that if it all blows up you can just walk away pre-martial status, and after you say I do that is all over.

My wife and I have been married for 3 years, and two months basically, and together for years before that. I know this lady like the back of my hand. I can legit look at her and know exactly what’s going on in her head just by how she looks back at me. If she takes more than two seconds to make eye contact I know she is currently in her feelings about something that happened within recent hours. Haha. If you have roamed around her blog you would know that she refers to us a “besties“. And I would have to agree. She really is my best friend. And because we have a child together, sometimes it feels amplified. Like we can be more on the best friends end of things raising our child together rather than husband and wife. So this weekend we decided to take a step in the direction of fixing that.

Since Toot was born, 7 months ago today!, we have been keeping our date nights at the bare minimum, and I mean where we go, what we do, even the amount of dates we would have. Can you imagine having a kid for 7 months and only going out with your spouse about 10 times max? Looking back on it, we have been a bit ridiculous. Okay maybe more than just a bit. 

Well, back to the point this weekend we decided to venture into a new town, a new state even, and it was GLORIOUS. We both instantly fell in love with the town, the atmosphere, and the people. We decided to visit Savannah, GA. Let me just take a moment and describe my experience with emojis. Since EVERYONE understands emojis ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ญ. Those last 5 emojis were because we realized we had to leave. Hot Vannah is definitely a place I can see us living. Ok, my wife and I could both see our selves living here, we have already talked about it. haha.

Soo..when we are ready to blow this Popsicle stand that is SC, we will be moving here. Let me just show you a few pictures that don’t do this beautiful town any justice at all, I mean i was so excited to be here I didn’t take one picture of the actual town.

 Here is a picture of the bridge on our way out. 

And here is a picture of our hotel room, & the picture below this one is from our room’s balcony that shows the river.

      Pretty fancy right?!

While we were there we went to a bar to get “bar food“, what an ultimate disappointment that was. We went into the basement level of this building into this bar called Jazz’d and it was a Tappas style bar. Smh. Sad, sad thing that is. They didn’t have the regular bar food I was hoping for, instead they had things like Lasagna, mashed potatoes, chicken. And all three of those were disappointing. My lasagna that was 12 dollars and the size of an appetizer tasted like beef stew with lasagna noodles. I do think it was carrorts involved too. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚.You live & you learn right?

5 Ways You Know You Found The One

I met my wife in sixth grade and the first time I met her I was not at all interested. She liked me, and at that point in my life it seemed like all of the ladies liked me. I mean come on it was the sixth grade. Well after a couple of years of back and forth we decided to go steady, haha, I even gave her my letter man sweater. Psh, who am I kidding, I never had a letter man sweater and this is not Grease.

My wife and I got married pretty young, she was a young 19 & I was the bad boy, robbing the cradle sitting at the age of 20. Ok, so I am not that much older than her, we are the same age for like 4 months.ย & just to set the record straight, no she was not pregnant when we got married, this was not a shotgun wedding. We got married for love. It seems so corny saying it out loud but it’s true. I swear.

Seriously though, with Valentine’s Day right around the corner you need to know, so here are five sure fired ways you know that you found the one.

1. First thought/ last thought.
I’m sure you heard those corny lines from the movie, “you’re all I think about when I wake up in the morning, and the only thing that’s on my mind when I go to bed at night“. Well it’s true. When you’ve found the right one, they kind of just take over every thought you have.

2. You can see yourself old as dirt, together.
I honestly have this recurring image of my wife and I getting old and having grandkids sit at the table while we tell them about their dad. (You see what I did there, we aren’t having anymore kids so I know I would be talking about their dad). It seems so cliche to think of yourself as a grandparent with your significant other but it works for me.

3. You always want to make up.
Of course you are going to fuss and fight, even the best and cutest couples get in their little spats. But if you can without a shadow of a doubt say “I know we can make it through whatever comes our way” you’ve found yourself a keeper.

4. You compliment each other.
A relationship should be like a well oiled machine. Of course it needs maintenance here and there but over all it runs smooth and all of the pieces work together to get the job done. You and your partner should be a team, when one is weak in one area the other is strong and vice versa.

5. You can’t live without them.
Sappy and cliche, I know but seriously, it’s true. If Nilly has a dream that I left her or was married to someone else instead of her she wakes up giving me the side eye. As if I wasn’t right beside her sleeping last night. Haha. But I can’t picture what my life would be like without her. I can only imagine it would be sad and gloomy, and the sun would hardly ever shine but who knows.


Ladies, Ladies, Ladies.
& Guys too, I don’t want you to feel excluded.

There is a new blog on the scene. And it happens to be written by my very best friend. She is smart, funny, and well MY WIFE. The name of her blog is XO Lionhearted and you should go check it out. Just click the name of the blog and you will be taken right to it, direct express.