Friday, November 20, 2009


Tassi's maternal grandmother, Arthel Bingham, passed before I could meet her. However, I have heard plenty of stories that speak to her goodness. And also what is affectionately referred to as "Arthelism". These are sayings and/or actions that make one roll their eyes.

It seems hereditary as Tassi's mother and identical twin seem to have committed a significant number of Arthelisms of their generation. For instance, on New Year's Eve Tassi, sisters, and their mother went to the Phoenix Zoo for a party. The radio described it as a "hot chocolate toast". After the hot chocolate was distributed to the attending guests of the party, Tassi's mother approached a volunteer asking when they would be serving toast. You know, the kind you put jam on.

That's an Arthelism.

Tassi has had some share of this inherited behavior. Thus, I have years ahead to enjoy this silliness. To be fair, I was warned while we were dating. But I was NOT warned that that Arthelisms may be passed by marriage.

As Tassi had our baby Dallin this week, I drove to and from the hospital many times. The first half of the route to the hospital is the same route to Brooklyn's school.

Today, I set out to spend lunch with Brooklyn at school, overshot the school, and found myself walking towards the maternity entrance at the hospital parking lot with lunch in hand.

That's a major Arthelism.


  1. Love reading about your family. Can't wait to see you all for Christmas.

  2. Wow. Seriously Brandon. Ha Im glad the girls aren't the only ones with the arthelisms:)

  3. Aww, you just missed Tassi!

  4. I'm so glad you are a part of our family! The "Arthellism" only confirms that. Thanks for being a wonderful husband, father and son-in-law. I loved my time in NC!