don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself

i recently realized something. i don't have any babies anymore. i have two fork using, sentence speaking, potty using, bed sleeping kids. it's weird. those are all things that i do too. even meatball does most of those things.

reagan update:

reagan insists on pushing the buggy whenever we are at a store that requires a buggy(grocery cart for the rest of you). in a word, it's horrible. especially if you value your ankles. in other reagan news, he's joined a baseball team, graduated from preschool, and still asks quite often when his mizzzouri friends are going to be getting alabama houses too. the big move has definitely been the hardest on him.

scarlett update:

scarlett defies death daily. she could care less about safety. and being fully dressed. we finally made it over the potty training hump. we really need to give the credit to meatball. she became fascinated by meatball being so well potty trained that she decided she wanted to be like him and "use the facilities outside". whatever works, right? she is coming to understand one of life's most cruel realities, that some things are more socially acceptable for boys to do in the yard and not for girls. there is no such thing as equality in potty training.


heidi update-

i've stayed busy with my new calling at church, back as the primary secretary. apparently, i really have something to learn in the primary organization since i keep getting called there. perhaps i need to learn to love children, be more patient and especially be more reverent in church? it hurts but i'm trying. at least i'm not den mother, right?

i've also resumed my running here. and i'll tell you what, it's a lot harder to run here. A LOT. we live in the foothills of a mountainous area and 3 miles feels like 10. and i spend 75% running in ditches and on gravel due to the lack of sidewalks and paved shoulders. i've kissed my consistent pace goodbye and i am trying to enjoy crying while i run up and down hills. the local fire department has already been called once. and it was really embarassing. but i will be more than ready for the kansas city half-marathon in october. and i just threw down the gauntlet for the rest of you considering running it too.

thomas update:

thomas has actually said, "i really like my job." and that makes me happy too. he is thriving in the humidity and can't wait for the 100+ degree weather. and only 3 short months until football season. the kids have stopped asking who "that man" is and starting calling him daddy again. his new hours are great. he's still very busy, but is enjoying more flexibility.

a special thanks to everyone for complying with my navy, black, white, blue dress code. some unwittingly. others not. too bad we never got a complete family picture.