Blogging - where, how, what

I thought I'd try this out again - James is licking his yogurt "pancakes" off the table! aaarrrggghh.

Where do you all get those super cute scrapbooky templates and backgrounds? I need to hurry and get past the frustrational organizational things and into the ease of posting BEFORE I quit (thanks for the caps - james).

Off to wipe the table!

The Joy of James

I am one hormonal woman some days and so much is going on right now. The joy in my life is James because he makes me laugh. Earlier this week it was him sitting at the kitchen table after his nap, ice cream scoop in hand, carton of ice cream squarely in front of him saying, "I just need a nibble, some nibbles of ice cream." He got them.

He just said the funniest thing a mintue ago - at least the funniest thing so far today - and I've already forgotten it. I thought if I hurried to write it down I'd remember, but just now he decided to add to his picnic (in the kitchen on the hardwood floor) and in searching through the fridge, threw the partial gallon of milk across the room (good thing it is so small) and luckily for us both the lid stayed on.

That is life with James - rollercoaster-ish.Maybe this afternoon I'll take the time to add some pictures from camping last week! or maybe I'll just enjoy the peace of a quiet rainy afternoon while he sleeps before the afternoon rush of the teenager begins!

Maybe I'll have a nibble!

Feelings of indecision

Here in Maryland it feels undecided. It is VERY late in August, but today's high was less than 80, the leaves are either drying up from the edges or starting to turn fall colors.

In my house, the kids schedules are all amuck with Jaren in school again, James needs to start potty training, and I got called into the Bishop's office Sunday for a change in my calling. Undecided...Not summer, not fall, not young, not old, not in Texas, not happy in Maryland...hmmmm.

James just had his afternoon "nibble" of ice cream as he calls it and I have had a few large handfuls of chocolate chips (I'm sure I'll finish the bag tomorrow - the stress is killing me).

Jeff has come home to find me once again attached to the computer, trying to hold the house together without being fully engaged and quickly, he puts dinner on the table - leftovers, but he did it for me.

I am proud of my boys - Jaren is cute and good at school, James is making me laugh one minute and the next I want to run away he's so crazy, and Jeff - he is just a good dad and a good husband. What would I do without them?

Sometimes it is hard to focus on the important things - the other things blur what counts. I think I could enjoy fall and maybe another year in Maryland...