New to blogging

Well where to start off? I am new to blogging so just bear with me on this one. Lest just start off on today. For the past couple of days our daughter has been waking up at 0500 or 0530 and this morning I was not having it so I went down and made her a bottle and that was that. of course after Ash told me maybe a bottle will work, lol. So then we went back to sleep, not to sure on when Chase got up but what ever we got to sleep in till 0800. Came down stairs and Ash made a wonderful pancake b-fast. got it all cleaned up and then we decided we were still tired. so about 0900 momma (Ash) went and took Grace up to take her nap and I stayed downstairs with a upset stomach. I don't know how that happen but after I layed on the couch and woke up to Chase going "Daddy" "what" "Can I have this" and me being still asleep trying to focus on what he has "yes" little did I remember it was a sucker. Then woke up again to him asking the same question again. then it really clicked "how many of those have you had?" "2" was the response i got from a 3yo. Looked around and to my surprise there were at least 5 wrappers and sucker sticks. But that is my son. Flashing forward, we have a kitten that just does not come around. he is the epitome of what people don't like about cats. Every time we come up to him he runs, we never see him so were housing a loaner for crying out loud. anyway we had posted him on Craigslist (great sight) for free to a good home. We had some one interested and came to see him with their other new kitten. Well of course I went to get Marly and he ran, I must have chased him from the kitchen to the living room at least 20 times. Until finally he had enough ran and jumped over the baby gate by the front door where they were standing, he leaped over the gate onto ol boys leg and off to Chase's room upstairs. So of course like a dumb ass I followed him locked him and I in my sons room, chased him again for 5 more min till finally I caught him. OHHHHHHHHHH boy he did not like that hissing and everything till finally he turned his head and FLIPPIN bit me 3 times on the ring finger. he didn't just bite he took a friggin chunk out on that 3rd bite. Piercing through my fingernail and taking a HUGE chunk out of my finger tip. Oh man was i pissed. Any other time I have ever gotten hurt I was "oh that sucks" type of thing, not this time, down stairs I went with the cat in the left hand by the scruff and my finger bleeding on the right. "I'm sorry but I cant let you take him after he did this to a human I don't want to know what else he is capable of doing." ran back up stairs to momma and damn near FAINTED, i don't know what came over me she took the cat from me locked him up and came back to run my finger under water. By then i was on my knees in shock that this just frigging happen, hand shaking bad breathing heavy. I have never felt like that before. She got the bleeding to stop but it does need stitches. F that I'm not going after seeing what happen to Ash's finger lol sorry baby. I wanted so bad to kill that cat, but I am glad that it happen to me and not anyone else especially the kids. I would have killed it right there. you can say what you want about me but when it comes to my wife and children you better step the F off. That was the real exciting part of my day, now I'm just sitting here writing this and waiting for my lovely wife to get home from work. the kids are asleep and soon to be me as well. So in saying that have a good night everyone and thanks for taking your time to read about my day.