We (Liz and I) don’t seem to know how to say “enough.” Today, that thought sits heavy on me as I sit alone in a crowded room. I’m at church, nominally among friends. But I’m alone. I don’t feel like I’m a part of this community in more than a superficial sense. I have few friends here (depending on how you define friends). I know several more names. And I’ve been in this ward longer than any other since I left my parent’s house as a teenager. In spite of that, I feel like a foreigner.
Liz came home the other day with a new definition. I doubt it would show up in Webster’s or any other authoritative dictionary, but anyone who has ever had boys will almost certainly recognize it.
Wow. I forget how taking care of a baby can make a person so darn tired. After a long day of feeding, changing, bouncing and entertaining a baby the last thing I usually want to do is sit at the computer, upload pictures, and blog about our every day adventures. I’m just glad I can keep up enough to eat off of a clean plate (well, most days).
Sydney – She has been enjoying every possible minute out of doors playing with her friends in their “fairy fort.” It’s really just a little nook in the woods by our house … Read the rest
Spring has arrived, and literally overnight the leaves have come out, the air warmed up, and the whole area is outright beautiful. As of now, the sun goes down at about 11:30PM, and comes up again at about 3:30. It’ll get even worse over the next few weeks leading up to the summer solstice.
My bear hunt had to be re-planned… The Yukon river was late to break-up, and was still iced over the weekend we had planned on going out. My hunting buddy went up after the river cleared, and the boat ramp still had 50 yards of 8-12 … Read the rest
I keep saying that Michael is chunky but he never really looks like it in pictures. Maybe another bathtub picture is necessary. His legs are something else!
Michael really is getting chunky but it’s hard to tell in his blessing outfit because it totally swamped him (I finished sewing it the morning of his blessing – what a procrastinator!).
