It's official. My darling son is now 6 months old. I wish I had something more poetic and touching to say. But honestly, all I can really say is that I am truly amazed. Who knew that such a gorgeous little human could come from me? From the very sweet and honest love that I was so undeserving of. To celebrate, we took Damen out to the zoo for his first time. For the last year, the zoo's been making way for a new penguin exhibit. Charlie's ever so excited, seeing as he's never witnessed real live penguins, and we'd heard they'd arrived. So, off we went. The penguins were there, alright. However, they were not on display. In fact, they had just arrived in Syracuse and are currently in quaratine until the exhibit is finished. Which should be in the next month. Oh well, no penguins this time. So, to compensate, we bought him a small beanie baby penguin which we've loving named Packard. (Okay, I know that Damen doesn't understand what was even going on, and certainly doesn't comprehend the disappointment of not being able to see the penguins. But as young, first time parents, we can pretend.) Packard is now an extension of my son's arm. Today, on the actual day of his becoming 6 months, we had his pictures taken. Although we did of course order quite a bit of pictures, I also bought the photos on cd, which allows me to show them immediately and do as I will with all the poses, not just those in which we paid for. I wish I'd thought of this before! There were a few poses I wish I'd bought when he was 3 months. Looking forward, I shall have to keep this cd thing in mind!
Say hello to Damen (and Packard)
There are, of course, four more poses. But I don't want to slow down everyone's computers! So, that's all (for now). Ciao!
When running a website and a home can drive you crazy, where else can you document it all? Blogs are wonderful like that. Obviously the home is by far more important. But others will still want updates on that site! So here I plan to let those others know what is happening with the sites, and to rant a bit about the hectic life of wife and mother.
I've decided that there is simply too much junk in our home. With this much crap piling up, we may never be able to make it to Utah, where I am desperate to move. It's bad enough that a 2-3 bedroom truck costs over three thousand to rent. If we keep adding to the junk, we will need an even bigger truck! Then all hope would be lost. So, to correct this, I've dedicated myself to a few things: Fasting for three days (I need help and answers), and rampaging the house to clear it of unneeded clutter. Surely, there must be something that can go!
All in all, a move of such magnitude is no doubt going to take some time. However, there are friends of mine who want to do it in only two months! Two months?!??! It would be heaven! However, very unrealistic. I realize how unrealistic it is. But my greedy young heart is still sitting on the curb sobbing.
Yesterday, I told a good friend of mine something I haven't told anyone back in Utah. She became so worried over me that she began crying over the phone. I feel awful. Perhaps I shouldn't have told her. She has far enough to worry about, what with two children and a husband. I simply felt that she should know, being my best friend and with her trying to help us relocate our family.
With any luck, I can at least still visit. I miss home.
