Return of the Mac

Blogging.

*sigh* 


It has been almost 5 months since my last confession... I mean, blog post...  :)

What's happened to this place? My little corner of the blogosphere, once busy and bustling, has become a ghost town, with only a few rusty hubcaps and the occasional ragtag crew of tumbleweeds calling it home.

I used to consider myself a "blogger", it was a title I wore proudly. Tonight my relief society is holding an activity about "Blogging Basics", and I thought "well I don't need to go to that, I am a blogger." Except, it dawns on me... I'm not. Just as I can't call myself a runner if I don't start running more than once every 3 weeks - oops - I can't really call myself a blogger with my present track record.

But hey, exercising once every few weeks is better than nothing, right? And while I've clearly fallen off the blogging-wagon, occasional updates here and there are... well, they're something, at least.

So, update!

We are here in lovely Virginia enjoying life as our little family of five. I was prepared to sorely miss all our family and friends back in Utah, and we do; but I also hoped that perhaps this journey out on our own would simplify our day-to-day lives, allow us to draw closer together and help me improve upon my role as mother to our 3 sweet kiddos. 

And so far, it seems I was right in my hopes.  Our days are quite simple (perhaps in excess, as it may sometimes seem, haha), and this time spent together with mainly each other for company has certainly made our family stronger. And the quality of my parenting abilities? Well, that's a dance that has many steps; but I like to think that there's small, SMALL progress being made. :)

Emma has adjusted to all-day kindergarten quite well, and every day she seems to add about a year to her intellect and maturity. So by now I'm living with a 40-year old know-it-all who bounces off the walls from sun-up to sun-down. :) But man, is she beautiful... Beauty, brains, and confidence - adds up to a little girl who will one day be an unstoppable young woman!

Adam is in a bit of a transitional phase at the moment; he continues to have trouble dealing with the reality that he is a boy... and therefore, full of testosterone that causes him to do things like drop large trucks on his baby sister's head, scream for 20 minutes straight when his water isn't "ice-cold", and bang his own head against the wall when these actions bring him punishment. *sigh* But then, the tears and screaming subside, we have a hug and a kiss, say "I love you", and go back to parking his toy cars in perfectly straight lines. And honestly, when nothing is upsetting him, he is the sweetest & most endearing little boy on God's green earth. He got to sing in his first Mothers Day primary program last Sunday, with his handsome little face just barely clearing the pulpit. Oh yeah, I melted. :)

Lily is just progeny perfection!!! I know, it's not nice to give these mixed reviews of the other two and then clear Lily as being unequivocally flawless - but it's my party and I'll do whatever I darn well please. :) Actually, I'm more than aware that before long she will be 2 1/2 and on the receiving end of plenty of my rants; so I'm gonna carpe the heck outta this diem & enjoy this wonderful age to its fullest. She's entered the phase of learning 16 new things every day, and all the crawling/climbing/scooting around furniture/dumping things out of cupboards really wears her out by the end of the day. Which means... sleeping through the night! Finally! (Unfortunately, that means I have to go these massive chunks of time without seeing her - UNCOOL! But that's what my new video monitor is for... hehehehehe)

Okay, I can already feel a Lily-love-fest coming on strong, and I know y'all don't have all day to spend reading this; but perhaps just expect to see an entire Lily post sometime soon. Loaded to the eyeballs with pictures. Which I'm sure will be oh-so-very upsetting to many of you. ;)

FINE, you twisted my arm: here's a picture of Lily sleeping RIGHT NOW!

you're welcome, Amy. :)

Colby spends his days as a fearless soldier waging the war of labor disputes among the public employees of DC and the management organizations.... Yeah, that sentence really lost its juice somewhere along the way, sorry. *ahem* Colby is enjoying himself at his new post; it is worlds away from the pace and pressure of his job on the campaign, that's for sure! It left him with a little bit of what you might call "occupational whiplash", and that's taken time for him to adapt to. But hey, a job with a more relaxed atmosphere and greatly lowered time demands, nothing to shake a stick at! It's great! Plus, I like to think that simply having his wife around again is all he needs in the world. :) (stop your snickering, hubby, and just nod your head... that's right, good boy...)

And me? Well, after wringing all this writing outta myself tonight, I'm exhausted!! So, you don't really get much about me, which I'm sure is a monster letdown for you. It's okay, cry it out, let it all out, I'll wait... That's it dearie, that's better. Here's a tissue, your nose is all runny now. :)

Okay, that's really enough for tonight. I'm gonna finish watching the SYTYCD auditions (EEEEEEE!!!!! Season 10!!! Get ready for recaps!) and then I shall hit the hay. Except, I don't have any hay here. So I'll just be going to bed. I suggest you all do the same - if you've made if through this whole thing, you have to be pooped! 

Harmon Out.