The Life of Rookie Parents

I usually begin to write a blog after establishing some points or highlights of the kids but not tonight. Maybe because it's 3:23 a.m. or maybe just because there really isn't a point to this blog. I haven't blogged in a while and I hate when I go without. Life this summer has been fantastic! A lot of traveling, planning, and doing ministry with my husband (my favorite!). Now that things have slowed down I am not quite sure what to do with myself.

Everytime I log onto my blog I realize the less and less people are blogging and it makes me so very sad. I love blogs. I love reading about the experience of motherhood through another woman's world and being included in a movie or book review and trying new food someone recommended via blog. I think it's only a short period of time before blogging is a memory and no longer the "it" thing.

I am still reading Bringing Up Boys. I took several weeks off due to VBS and our first youth conference. I still haven't finished Love Wins either. I know I am terrible! Things have been really busy.

There is a lot of talk about a possible tropical storm heading our way. I think her name is Emily?? Don't you hate that?? They take the most innocent, well known, Ms. Pretty Put Together names and mark them to a horrible, destructive, life changing for some storm! When I think of the name Emily I think of a little girl who looks like Mary off of Little House On The Prairie-blond haired, blue eyed, perfect smile, overly sensitive, who in the world could hurt her girl. Oh well, it is what is. I asked some fellow Florideans if they are nervous about the storm talk and they seemed to not even be phased. So I guess if they aren't imagining palm trees whizzing by their windows I shouldn't be either??

Cola has finally hit that stage. She is into EVERYTHING! This morning she managed to eat half a crayon (purple), spray tons of my perfume all over herself (thank goodness I love the smell of Vanilla and Jasmine) AND get the top off of my red nail polish and paint half of her top lip red. This was all in ONE morning. She is starting to stand her ground more everyday, she hits like a boy and I must admit she is pretty fast. I love that when she runs it's like 1/2 gallop and 1/2 prance with an extra spring in her step. She also appears to be scooping air out of her way and pushing it behind her. So cute and funny.

Dalen is quite the big brother. Although they fight on and off all day there is usually at least one moment everyday where I see him comfort her, hold her, kiss her or something of that melt your heart to pieces sort. He has managed to get her out of her crib a few times now. I'm not sure how he does it and I think it's best for my heart I don't know or haven't seen. She has never even cried though so I guess it's not too physically painful.

I guess that's all for this one...