One of my
three readers (tee hee….love that) commented once that she has a wee rule to only blog the good stuff and I adopted that idea. After all, no one really wants to hear me whinge and whine and complain. And besides I keep a personal handwritten journal that I save for soul searching and heart work and secret stuff, and those pages record a fair amount of grumbling.
So why no entries lately? Well, it’s not that there’s been nothing good to note. Life is good! Just nothing blog worthy I guess. But another regular bloggy read of mine has started a gratitude journal of 1000 gifts. She’s up to the 80’s now and going strong. I can count three without even thinking.
E5 is The Most Beautiful Girl in the World. She’s quite keen to start ‘school‘ and we’ll officially start (home schooling) on the 11th Feb.She is desperately looking forward to her ballet classes which start that same week.
B3 is The Bestest Boy in the World. He’s not too sure about this whole growing up thing. Some days he says “I’m so big ’cause I eating all my dinner” or “I’m bigger than Daddy now” but other days laments “I don’t want to be big because I’m still little”. I don’t blame him…I’m still not so sure about growing up either.
R10 months is The Cutest-Cuddliest Baby on the Face Of The Planet. He is very affectionate, loves to give kisses and still has that goofy smile. Whenever we say “Good Boy!” he grins and claps his hands looking very pleased with himself.
(Here’s some not very interesting pics of recent days. A beach day with just the four of us. No mean feat for me I might add, trying to supervise two in the water and one on land. I did chuckle at myself when leaving the house for the beach that day as I grabbed my book and stuffed it into the beach bag. I blinked, shook my head and promptly removed it again.)
(After so many attempts I settled for one that has both of us in the photo even if he had given up on looking at the camera. Self portrait….Pfffft!)