A Simple Country Mouse

And that right there should say everything about my last couple of weeks. My daughter (and oh is she definitely mine) has decided to check out the devious, sassy, hellion, ingeniously creatively destructive side of her brain. All while teething. I think she just might kill me. If I survive this I swear I will never look at a two year old the same again. Allow me to fill you in on her glorious new antics and my heart attacks. The other day (you will likely read this saying a lot in this post) she decided that crayons are for coloring everything with. Including but not limited to mommy's notepads (all of them), her coloring pages, her doll boxes, toys, still packed boxes, and nearly got to mommy's computer. I likely have yet to discover the other things she managed to get a hold of. Yes, because let's color everything. A few days before that she had discovered a pencil and drawn on the walls...in the main hallway. She somehow found a pen of mine and left it open on my bed......

I was going to title this post "Wait, where'd your pants go?" but since it's quite literally a thunder storm out, I figured I'd save that for next time and post about thunder storms instead. I doubt you know this but I love a good thunder and lightening storm. They are one of my favorite things. As a kid I loved to hit the trampoline and lay out and watch the sky. Don't worry we stayed far away from the edges and right smack in the middle of the mesh. Though to be entirely honest as an adult, I'm not sure that was the safest thing either. If I wasn't on a trampoline, I was in the yard until it got to cold for me to be outside anymore. I know thunder storms scare some people and often little children, but I revel in a good strong storm and the rain it brings to bear on the ground below. A storm for me is comforting. I'm not saying a hurricane or typhoon would be fun in the least. But the stronger the thunder storm, the more I love it. I reminds me t...

No not that kind of girls night out. The kind that Sam and I did tonight where we went grocery shopping and got dinner for the family. Pizza and salad from Costco (though the salad was more than a little wilted...oh well). I needed to go to the store and to Costco for a few things like formula for Clay and diapers for both the kids. While there we discovered a few other really good deals. Once we had finished the shopping at Costco, we ordered a whole pizza and salad to take home and a slice for her and I to share while we waited. Then it was off to Winco! Yes, we have discovered and love Winco. For those of you who don't know what Winco is, I like to explain it as a broken case Costco with no membership fees. Toss in Costco for all your other needs, and the Fred Meyer down the street for all the tiny extras and ta-da you have all the grocery options you could ever want. Though we have a really, really nice little grocery store for all the specialty items you need. Antipasto bar wi...

Here's a shock for you. All moms cry. Even if you don't see it, and even if she hides it so well you think life is peachy, all moms cry. Sometimes it's because we are famously happy, sometimes because we can't seem to express our love any other way, sometimes because we got bad news. But the one that I find the most common is we cry because even moms have a breaking point. While not a bad thing in the least (everyone needs to break down once in a while), I find I hide my breaking point from even those I love most. In general I'm actually a rather private person. I may write a blog yes, but rarely do I explain why or what is going on under the surface of the sarcastic wit, and everyday antics. And I never tell the whole of it. By that I mean, I may explain one thing that is bothering me but don't explain the other 300 things going on in my head, heart, and life I often blog to give me an outsider's perspective on something. It allows me to process them witho...

Annnndddddd I'm back online guys! We are finally mostly moved into our new townhouse we like to call River View. The kids are doing fairly well though it's always an adjustment. We are still working on getting the last of stuff from Hidden Forest packed up and into storage, but we are certainly enjoying the new place despite the rough start to things. It's been crazy, stressful, busy, and of course a wild ride, but worth it. I can't wait to get things settled in and finally finished so we can just relax for a little while. Josh found a job for a bit and we look forward to things getting into a routine. But today's post is short as I've got Clay crying, Sam being..well Sam, and Josh a birthday dinner to cook. So, off I run. Good night and I promise to post more this week. Just not today...I need sleep and lots of coffee first.