Tuesday, February 16, 2010

"I blogged" is what it will say

I received this message yesterday from a friend:
"Yesterday in church we were discussion what things we can do today, right now, to become better individuals. Lots of hands went up with suggestions, and you can imagine them all. One was to set goals and work to reach them. Our discussion leader agreed and added that you shouldn't set ten goals every day or you'll never meet them. I laughed of course, because i have those 10 goals I am working to meet every day. Then I made a suggestion. We talk a lot in our church about the importance of journaling as a record for future generations. Well, I have journaled nearly every day this year so far, and what I've found is that writing about your day really puts things in perspective. Do you want to get to the end of the day and think "what the heck did I do today", or "Spent 15 hours playing World of Warcraft - forgot to eat"? Or would you rather have a list of activities, adventures, and improvements.

How will today's journal entry read?


I felt thoroughly chastized. However, in my case, instead of it reading "Spent 15 hours playing World of Warcraft - forgot to eat" it would say "Spent 2 hours looking at craft blogs and neglecting your own blog and craft projects". So, here I am feeling like I don't know where to start, since it has been ages (sound familiar?). I decided that rather than bore you with all that bad thing that have happened that I have used as excuses for my non-blogging - funny they didn't stop me from looking at other blogs - that I would just start with the happy things that have transpired.

I turned a quarter century at the begining of the year and Brian surpsrised me with a date. He got a babysitter for the kids and we went to a bakery that I have been eyeing for a while. We then came home and cooked dinner together and sang and danced like we used too pre-kids; it was great!

That same month Brian started school back up. He is now in his last exclusively classes semester and he is so happy about it. As of next semester he will pretty much have clinicals (internships) with some assignments attached. Brian is really excited about the hands-on learning and that he pretty much only has a year left until he becomes Dr Brian Crane DPT. Now if only I can get him to make-up his mind about what happens next: fellowship & residency in Orthopedics (which he would really benefit from and is my vote) or work for a few years first then maybe get around to doing the fellowship & residency (my fear is they will never happen, can you tell that I don't like that plan?).

Also, last month I found out that my brother Jonathan is getting married at the end of May. I am so happy for him and even more happy that it will coincide with the trip we were planning on taking to Utah for Brians clinical this Summer. This trip is pulling together nicely. We will be in Utah for 2 months visiting family we haven't seen in 2 years, seeing my brother get married & being able to be at the blessing of a niece who will have been born a few weeks prior to our arrival. Oh, we were also able to find some friends that needed a place for the time frame that we are going to be gone; meaning I don't have to worry about our house sitting empty for 2 months.

As far as the kids go Lilliana finally cut a tooth a few days before her nine month mark (she started teething at 3 1/2 months) and now has a second one also. It is funny to me that at this age Cameron has 16 teeth, weighed 29 lbs & was about 30 inches tall. Everyone is always telling me how big and chubby she is (20 lbs & 27") but she seems so small to me. She is supper mobile - not yet walking, but give her a few weeks and I wouldn't be surpsrised if she takes her first steps. She also is too smart for my good and hers - shes is always figuring out how to get into things that she definately shouldn't being getting into yet. She has a crazy good memory, which as I have learned with Cameron can be a good thing or a very bad thing. Lilliana also is very particular about everything (strong willed does not begin to describe her). Cameron and Mommy are her favorite people (usually in that order). It melts my heart to hear her laughing while Cameron plays with her.
We found out a few weeks ago that Lilliana is allergic to eggwhites. I am super nervous about this. She is a picky enough eater as it is, and has so many food sensitivities. Mainly, I am worried about what it means when going places with her publicly; i.e. playgroups, potlucks, birthday parties, etc. I have a vegan friend who reccomended Egg Replacer so I am going to try it out. Luckily, she should outgrow her allergy around 3-5 year.

Cameron is such a bright little boy. Lately, he has become obsessed with Pirates (thanks to "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything") and can frequently be heard saying "arrr me matey" & "scurvy dog" in his best pirate voice. His other obsession is firefighters. He likes to put on his coat and rain boots and carries a large cardboard tube as his hose. The couches on any given day wil be pirate ships, firetrucks & then pirate ships again.
Speaking of firetrucks, Cameron's 3 birthday is fast approaching and he has chosen Firetrucks as his theme. So, being the loving Mama that I am, I agreed & will be going all out. I plan on recreating this firetruck birthday cake,

and this cardboard firetruck,

I think that I can do it. Thus far, I have been having a heck of a time tracking down boxes though.

Besides becoming obsessed with a few craft blogs, I haven't really been up to much. I made a dress for Lilliana out of one of Brian's many free t-shirts that he has received from school. After spending many an hour looking at craft blogs I decided that I could do something as simple as an a-line dress from a t-shirt, so I did. I also used the sleaves to make shorts for Hank, Cameron's stuffed monkey buddy (originally they were going to be to matching the dress but I didn't cut a high enough rise for Lilliana's cloth diapered bum). My pictures didn't turn out well, so I will have to post some later. So, there you have it, a blog post from me.


Ross & Amanda Goodman- but mostly Amanda :) said...

Can it be? I may just cry. Or faint. Or just laugh and be grateful that you are back! Yay for Sophia, and yay for blogging, and yay for the AWESOME combination of the two. I love you!