A seemingly more complicated life

Hello again, dear reader, forgive me for my absence. I consider this blog as a love story about me and my family and my aim was and is to convey honestly who we are that you may come to love us to....honestly. That being said, much thought has to  go into these things and since much time has passed between my last post and now there is much to discuss. Today simply I will update you on our sons and perhaps later update you on me and Doris.

1.Kerean Gerald
The newest member of the Vogt clan. He is joyful, friendly, outgoing, personal and a perfectionist. I have never encountered a child who is positively sick of being a child and would like to drive, eat a fine steak and sip brandy in a smoking jacket. I joke of course, but at various points in his life you will find him at the foot steps of a new event screaming because some part of his body wont obey his brain and just do it already. New people need only approach Kerean in a calm, friendly manner and they will be greeted with a big smile. Approach Kerean with too much intensity and you will make him angry...you wont like hi....well you probably still will (hes super cute at the moment). I find, as he grows, I notice that our interactions have a marked difference than with Azariah. The boy loves gentle play, sweet looks, smiles, tickling, slow and gentle games. Azariah John, my oldest, was and is a boy that couldn't get enough of intensity. My first memories are literally of throwing him around. He is aggressive and energetic, but with a disposition where he wants only that everyone be happy and play along with him. Both boys are very curious and adventurous. I anticipate my fatherhood to include a series of things i might not have planned. Kerean has several teeth, can crawl quite well and has started to pull himself onto furniture. He seems to say papa, but this might just be wishful thinking. Doris seems to think he uses sign language, but this may also be wishful thinking.

2. Azariah John

If there is a frozen song to sing along to, there you will find my oldest boy. I work hard to foster that. Memorization is something he seems to have inherited from me. He will repeat and reconstruct various types of media he has seen and play them out in different ways. One instance of this was when Doris was trying to sleep he went to her and pulled her eyes open and said, "do you want to build a snowman?" (a quote from the movie frozen). Both boys seem to love their papa. This is something I am getting used to. I love my boys and they most certainly love me. We snuggle together. We snooze together. I am close to my sons and I hope that I am able to foster healthy versions of closeness at the various stages of their development, so far so good. MY philosophy has always been that you can only ask from someone what you are willing to put into them and so far this has served me well, particularly with Azariah. He obeys me and even when he is difficult I can usually reason with him, or perhaps talk him into submission. In any case, success is success.