why I haven't blogged.

I had another work assignment come in for an anthropology lab manual which required 40 illustrations to be done in a month.  So pretty much all my computer time was spent drawing neanderthals and monkey bones.  It's funny because the author was soo particular and precise(not unlike a college professor) but still, how accurate can one draw a neanderthal which in my opinion never existed?  There has never been a complete set of bones found from a human millions of years ago.  But there are plenty of dinosaur bones, and other animals.  Makes one wonder. Personally, I find it somewhat insulting to think we evolved from apes, but who knows maybe some of us did!

oh the pain

There has yet been another reason to get the EMT training that I really need.

Morgan was running out the door and somehow managed to hit his thumb just right and the entire thumb nail came right off.  For being someone who isn't easily nauseated by the sight of blood, this one challenged my ability to keep my breakfast down.  I wrapped up his poor thumb, packed up the kids and headed to the doctor.  When the nurse took the towel off, Morgan took one look at it and lost his breakfast.  Once he found out he was getting an x-ray though, the color returned to his cheeks. He loves to get x-rays. He is very fascinated with the human body and the thought of seeing his own bones almost dulls the pain. (almost). While we were waiting for the doctor he said, " can't we just go up to heaven for a little bit and have Jesus heal it?"  He also said, "If I were Ironman, this never would have happened." 

At the end of the day, he looked up at me and said, "I have had a very bad day.  I lost my thumb nail, I have a cold, I bit my tongue, and my shoelaces are untied. I'm gunna need one big ice cream cone." 

Oh, how I miss the days when an ice cream cone extinguished all my problems too!

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference. 

Robert Frost

All I want to do for Mother's Day is go on a day hike with my family.  No shops, no crowds, just pure togetherness.  After all, Mother Nature deserves some appreciation on this day too!

yet another

So what's the deal with twitter? It seems like every talk show host is chatting about it, claiming it to be such a great tool to interact with one another.  Apparently it's even better than Facebook that great place where you can find out that "Joe likes his new office chair" or "Wanda got a new hairbrush." Sure blogging may fall into this category too somewhat, but what I like about blogs are the stories which are shared, new adventures revealed,  and opinions and feelings openly expressed.   It seems like such great thing to have all this technology to reconnect and find old friends.  Yet at the same time it's pushed almost to the point where computers(and phones for that matter) are taking the place where real human faces should be.  I admit it provides a nice break once in a while , but sometimes I'd just rather be with friends & family than typing to them. (if I can help it).  Because as that great little song goes, "The more we get together, the happier we'll be!" 

Rainy Day archives--Ode to the Box

There's nothing like a rainy day to send one searching the far corners of the creative atmosphere for something to do. In this case, a box (or two) wonderfully dominated the day.  After Morgan and Carson had mastered the art of being a robot, we drew buttons and switches inside transforming the boxes into  spaceships worthy of landing on the moon. 

 I remember when I was young, I had a vehicle that transported me to jungles, palaces, and faraway worlds.  Looking back I realize that this vehicle was nothing more than an old rocking chair, with a fancy hole in the back of which to see through.  I would sit on the chair backwards and look through the hole and rock back and forth.   I am sure I looked like a total idiot to my sisters, but my imagination always took me away.  I still don't remember ever seeing the other side of the room through the rocking chair.  

It doesn't take much to entertain a child, especially when one's imagination is fueling the flight!

Malia Luci and her day

Malia was blessed on Sunday, it was so great to have the family out.  One of the things Wes said in the blessing was that she would be "a light to the world." She has already been a light to her family, her smile is contagious!  (Although it was hard to get her to smile until the nylons came off at the end of the day!)  

Two months and a birthday

Its already been two months and Malia is now 15 lbs, a little chub. The boys have grown more accustomed to her (too much so) and I have worn out the phrase, "be gentle" and now it's just, "don't touch her!"  Morgan can't seem to get enough of her.  He has called her so many names of endearment, to name a few: little peach, apricot, sunface, little solar system(?) cheeto, and at last, www.cutebaby.org.  I don't think he has even called her by her real name yet. 

We  celebrated Carson's birthday at the Dinosaur Museum in March and got the behind the scenes tour of the lab in the back where I used to work. Grandma Julie made a volcano cake which actually oozed lava, much to Carson's surprise and hesitation.  He requested to eat his favorite food, shrimp and salmon, then decided on octopus.  (hot dogs worked in this case). 

Easter at Gramma Ruths was fun until the bunny showed up and the boys hid under the table from it.  I guess I would have too. 

Morgan also got his first real taste of the ski resort this month and is already doing jumps.

Carson loves his baby sister and says to me, Mom this is my sister, isn't she adorable?"  He says such random stuff. Like he climbs on top of his playhouse and puts his arms in the air and starts singing this song, (from No Handlebars) "Look at me, look at me, arms in the air like its good to be alive!"   It is refreshing to hear little voices like these reminding me to enjoy the little things, because they won't be little for much longer.