Something worth writing about

I started off this entry with a negative title and started to write about how there is nothing worth writing about. As I reread my entry I had an attitude adjustment and then I got the pictures off the camera. There was more to write about than I was aware of.

Like these two girls for example.... missing their 2 front teeth, talking with a lisp, almost always willing to help, and really enjoying the 1st grade. We had their teachers over for a play date last Friday after school. We played with fresh, still warm homemade play dough and had cookies (those were fresh, still warm and homemade too!). Their teachers are these young spunky gals that are friends in real life outside of school. It was fun to get to know them. I wish I would have got some pictures. I know that Addison and Kennedy will never forget that play date! We will have to do it again sometime.

And this little ball of butter. I could go on and on about him. Eight months, 4 teeth, big people food eater. Lucas loves rice. Is that weird to like grains of whole rice at this age? He eats real textured foods now and turns his head to soft mushy stuff. I guess it's because he's got those teeth for a reason. This baby also has attitude. He loves to pull my hair and if I take it away he gets angry and does this grunting protest at me. When he wants me to hold him he crawls up to me and begins banging his head on my leg until I pick him up. Hmmmm.. this little boy is already being a turkey to me, but I love him so.

One afternoon I went into the play room and the kids had made their dad. They had dressed different objects in the playroom with his clothes and made a face on the head and were sitting on his lap. I wondered if they were trying to tell me that they missed him or if they had just stumbled upon the idea. It was funny to see anyhow. One last picture... This is what it is like at our house every morning. The kids and I gather around the heater and fight for warmth. It reminds me of a pack of animals around the water hole. They are all there for the same thing but someone usually gets hurt. The kids were actually being nice to each other this morning and I am the one taking the picture so usually I am there too, holding the baby (Our house is cold in the mornings by the way).

Our lives can really seem boring and not worthy of notice. We may think that the usual is uneventful. I hope that I can look for the good everyday and make note of the blessings in my life so that I won't miss out.