So I have offically failed at blogging this year. I mean, I have posted like two times all year. And it isn't that I haven't thought about blogging, because I have. I have thought about blogging while I am getting drenched in water as I give the girls a bath. I have thought about blogging when my 2 year old decideds she just has to help mommy more and dumps my flour all over the kitchen floor. I have even thought about blogging as my husband and I decided we had nothing better to do than to both go back to school at the same time.
The problem comes from the thought to the follow through for the blogging. I never get to the follow throught. :)
Thursday, December 2
Tuesday, April 13
Fast Forward
Has it actually been almost four months since I last wrote? Where have I been? Where has this time gone? Surely I have been sucked into some sort of time disruption. I simply cannot believe that this much time has past. Life is changing at such an amazing rate. So many things are changing, and I feel that I can't keep up. I want to. I try to. But I feel like I keep falling behind. Wake up, live life, go to sleep. The living of life is good. And yes, I love the sleep that I get. But everything is moving so fast. The girls are growing so fast. Can't I slow them down. At least just a little.
The other day we where getting ready to go on a family picnic. It was Bennett's birthday, and we wanted to do something together, as a family. As we where getting everything ready, I asked Alyssa to get a diaper for me. Bennett was standing right there and he grabbed one and tossed it at me. She looked at me with such a gown up expression. Calmly she stated that she was going to get that, and didn't I realize that? The first thing that I thought was....where is my little girl? Now mind you this was followed by a little talk about attitudes. But in that moment, I saw she was diffrent, and she is changing. So fast. So very fast. In but a breath she will be grown. I don't want to miss it. I don't want to look back at her childhood and have regrets. What things can I change to make sure that doesn't happen?
PS. Where has spell check gone?
The other day we where getting ready to go on a family picnic. It was Bennett's birthday, and we wanted to do something together, as a family. As we where getting everything ready, I asked Alyssa to get a diaper for me. Bennett was standing right there and he grabbed one and tossed it at me. She looked at me with such a gown up expression. Calmly she stated that she was going to get that, and didn't I realize that? The first thing that I thought was....where is my little girl? Now mind you this was followed by a little talk about attitudes. But in that moment, I saw she was diffrent, and she is changing. So fast. So very fast. In but a breath she will be grown. I don't want to miss it. I don't want to look back at her childhood and have regrets. What things can I change to make sure that doesn't happen?
PS. Where has spell check gone?
Monday, January 4
Brain Suckers!
When I was younger one year for Christmas we got a Super Nintendo. Now this was a really big deal. For years my mom had said that we wouldn't have anything like that in our house. But low and behold Christmas day arrived and under our tree was a Super Nintendo. And with it was the game Super Metriod. For years this was our favorite game. I remember not only playing it my self, but watching my brothers and my dad playing. Sometimes on the weekends I would sit there in front of our TV and watch my dad play for what seemed to me like hours. And I enjoyed it. We would talk about what items he hadn't found yet or how hard that boss was to beat. I know that some people today would have plenty to say about my form of entertainment, but I enjoyed it. And now that I am all grown up, I see my daughter doing the same thing. I bought the newest Metroid game for my husband this Christmas. And since then my oldest daughter has enjoyed watching her daddy play. Sometimes she drives my husband nuts, asking question after question about the game, if he has beaten this boss or that boss. I asked her the other day why she likes watching and she simply replied, "because he's my daddy."
Anyways, back to the game from my childhood. One of the things that I remember the most about the game was the little brain energy sucker things. The would attach themselves to the head of the Heroine, and suck the energy right out of her. This is the memory that surfaced today while I was tending to my three young children. I had turned on the TV to see what the weather was going to be like for the day, and The Martha Stewart show caught my attention. She had one of the co-creators of Facebook on. He looked so young, and turns out he is young, only 25. Now I am not saying I am old, but I am older than he is. I began to think, why haven't I done something so big. That is when it hit me. Brain Suckers. I have Brain Suckers sucking out all my energy 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. And you know what...I am glad I do. These are some brain suckers that I don't want to avoid. :)
Anyways, back to the game from my childhood. One of the things that I remember the most about the game was the little brain energy sucker things. The would attach themselves to the head of the Heroine, and suck the energy right out of her. This is the memory that surfaced today while I was tending to my three young children. I had turned on the TV to see what the weather was going to be like for the day, and The Martha Stewart show caught my attention. She had one of the co-creators of Facebook on. He looked so young, and turns out he is young, only 25. Now I am not saying I am old, but I am older than he is. I began to think, why haven't I done something so big. That is when it hit me. Brain Suckers. I have Brain Suckers sucking out all my energy 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. And you know what...I am glad I do. These are some brain suckers that I don't want to avoid. :)
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