In Search of Myself

It's fun to play at the . . .

That's right, folks.  As of yesterday, we are members.

Working out 4 times a week on the treadmill for almost 4 months has literally done NOTHING for me.  (I'm more in shape, yes -- like I'm not falling down ready to die after a workout, so that's nice -- but haven't lost ANY FREAKING WEIGHT.)  It's obvious to me that I am going to have to step it up. 

Plus, Lou is dealing with stress fractures in both legs and can only bike and swim for exercise.  Biking, obviously, he does at work.  Swimming?  We don't have a pool, but the Y does.  Good deal.

Also, I want to be able to take Jake swimming this summer.  Heck, even this spring.  Maybe tonight.  Aunt Julie sold her house with the kick-ass pool, so now we have no one to mooch off of.  ha ha ha ha!  Just kidding.  Here's how crazy Jake's memory is -- we haven't been to their pool since last summer.  I told Jake we would go swimming soon at the Y, pointing to the building as we drove by -- and he said "No.  I don't want to go there.  I want to go to Jooooooooo-lie's house."  wow.

Crap, now I have to find a bathing suit.

MY OWN FONT!

Jake the builder.

So now in addition to Thomas the Train, Jake is obsessed with Bob the Builder.  The videos have grown on me and it's not COMPLETELY annoying to watch them now.  Jake likes to mutter "ROCK and ROLL" like the steamroller, and when he's playing independently I often hear him saying "Can I build it?  Yes, I can!"  (Good for self-esteem, I guess!)

He actually gets some building experience over at Nana's house.  Just the other day I found Jake with Nana and Grand-dad in the back yard, building a lattace fence around the garden.  Jake was totally helping with it.  (He helps Nana in the garden, too, and I'm so glad.  I think it's important for kids to understand that stuff . . . you know, that food comes from the earth?  not the grocery store?)

Anyway, last night, Jake was telling me about all sorts of random things.  In the midst of his babbling, he said "I'm gonna be big like you.  And I'm gonna build a house . . . I NEED MY TOOLS!"

bwah ha ha ha.

Two New Pages. :o)

Well, I used the ant story, verbatium, but with different pictures.  Then used the picture I posted with it for a different page.  Both pages were made with a kit from a new designer I found and absolutely love -- Michelle Bradley.  The kit is "Little Boys . . . Big Dreams."  I can see myself using this kit again and again.  It was perfect for my picture.  I e-mailed her a link to the finished "Star" page, posted at TwoPeas, and she was very nice in her e-mail back.  She told me she also has her own site, Shelby Digital Design Shoppe -- at www.shelbydesignshoppe.com.  She even blogged about me!!!  Click here to read it.  (I feel loved!)  And I might get a spot on her design team!  Yay!

Dump Truck

Killing ants.

Only a boy would think of this.

Jake was playing happily on the kitchen floor yesterday while I was in the living room.  He suddenly started yelling that there was an ant and that I needed to come kill it.

It's that time of year when ants start making their way into our kitchen, and we have to fight them every day.  So I figured this year I could teach him to not freak out for every TINY ant he sees.

"Squash it," I said.

He had a small dump truck nearby, and tried to run it over with that.  It didn't work.

He jumps up and says "I know!  I'll get my baseball bat!"

Only a boy.

Easter, entry 4

heh.  I took like 300 pictures that weekend, you might be hearing about Easter until May.

More more Easter.

Easter, part 3.  Lou got Jake and I some GREAT Easter baskets (mine can double as a craft-stuff holder, was full of chocolate, AND had a note from the Easter bunny that he is NOT trying to make me fat!  SO FUNNY.)

And here's more pictures from our Easter egg hunt at Nana's house.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PRISCILLA!

very quickly, before I leave work . . .HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

More Easter

Well, I decided to throw together a quick few pages for Jennifer (Ryan's mom), so here are those (aren't the twins getting big?!!!!!!!!!!!!):

I left a blank spot on the 1st one on purpose.  I'm going to let Jen decide what she wants it to say.  Ok, and now here is one for both Jennifer and I, and then one I made just for me:

Oh, AND . . . one for Priscilla.