The Boy is 5 Months

My time is flying by with this kiddo. Even though you can see he his growing, you can clearly tell from the picture above that winter is trying its hardest to hang on here in the Pacific Northwest! Yes, we had more snow this morning!

Ryker is now spending his days goofing around in his jump-a-roo. Who knew that something so little (meaning Ryker) could make so much noise. His other favorite past time these days (besides eating) is to stare at his handsome little face in the mirror. My this baby is vain!

This next month we are looking forward to seeing if he will conquer sitting up all on his own. He is so close to mastering this much needed skill. We will also be trying out eating solids for the first time later this month. Thanks to Ryker's older brother, we will be holding off on that fun stage until closer to his 6 month mark.

BLOCKS!!!

So, I have been trying to add a new post for over a week now, and besides the fact that I keep getting taken away from the computer to attend to my little ones, I have come to realize I have blog block!



As I started thinking about this I realized that is not the only place in my life right now that has a block, so I decided to make a list.

BLOGGER'S BLOCK: I have started a new post 3 times over the last week. Each new attempt has been about something different. I have too many ideas (things to say) floating around in my head. -mom's visit, 1st grade issues, birthday weekend, baby stories, 3yr old stories, the arrival of spring, possible road trips, the list goes on and on. Where to start... so I short circuit and write nothing. TOO MANY CHOICES!

SCRAP BOOKER'S BLOCK: We went to DisneyWorld in the beginning of December and here I sit with an empty scrapbook. I have the paper, photos, and the tools. I printed 92 out of 850 pictures. The 92 photos only covers half of the trip, so clearly I need to do some trimming. So I sit and stare at the pictures, the paper and short circuit. TOO MANY CHOICES.

PAINTER'S BLOCK: I have lived in my house for almost six years and when we moved in every wall was white and from the moment I moved in I have talked about painting. I love color. I love the warmth and cozy feeling it brings to a house. So, six years later I live in a house where 90% of the walls are still white. I have endless ideas and paint chips, several paint samples that I have yet to use because I short circuit. TOO MANY CHOICES.

CHEF'S BLOCK: I have gotten several new cookbooks lately and here again I thumb through the pages and I am left with TOO MANY CHOICES. So, my husband has helped me on the this one. I had him get me started, he has gone through and flagged what he wants to try. So thanks for helping me out on this one.

I am sure there are other BLOCKS in my life, but the kids are factor in those. Like the Lego container being spilled out just to find one block among the thousands that the boys own. (of course they have not picked up the blocks yet).

Like all things I know these things will resolve with time and there will be other bumps. But for now I am sick of BLOCKS.

NOT ME MONDAY!

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

After a regular week of preschool, school and drool. I spent my weekend unwinding with my complicated mother-in-law (and her dog), Sister-in-law, and her 2 yr old over for a visit. So at the end of Sat. I informed my MIL that I was too tired to cook for everyone so I DID NOT watch her take the left over rice and curry (with tofu and sweet potatoes in it) that I had made for lunch that dayand mix it up with soy sauce, guacamole, tortilla chips, some sort of white cheese, spinach, bacon bits, and yes more soy sauce. I also DID NOT take a bite of it and think that "Hey this is not half bad". So I DID NOT have another bite or two.

I also in a rush to leave the house on a Sunday morning could not find the match to my favorite white socks so I DID NOT wear missed matched socks all day long. But at least I WAS NOT cozy for half of my feet for the day.

Here's to a new week of preschool, school, and drool.

(Don't worry it wasn't a true cocktail)

Things that have made me sad

This past year I have come to really enjoy reading blogs. I read all sorts of them. I read Family, Educational, nonsense, and stories of families going through the hardest times of their life. I admire how so many people can open up their hearts and share themselves with total strangers. I also admire how hundreds of strangers come together to support and lift up each other. I love that about the blog-o-sphere.

But the thing that makes me really sad is when people feel it OK to tear down complete strangers and hurt them with their words. I wonder if the people doing this feel better after they write their mean, judgemental comments. There is not one person who walks the face of this earth who is perfect and without sin. I believe these families that share their blogs have the best intentions and are trying to be the best that they can be. Those that tear them down are not making these families journey any easier, plus it serves no purpose to any one.

So, to the people who have been hurt by comments.... blog on! For every bad comment you have there are one hundred who love reading your words.