Nothing new and exciting to post today...sorry! Barry is home this morning because the Soil and Water people are here to do an assessment on our land. We are looking to put some of it into a government program that will earn us money to plant trees and create wildlife habitats. So, anyway, I am getting this wonderful moment to sit down and blog because Barry has taken Noah with him to walk the property. I actually have been able to take Kendall to school, make all the beds, pick up the toys from early this morning, start some laundry, and now I am headed off to the shower, because I have to work today...and a busy day it is, too! The last month and a half have been incredibly busy for me, and that is always something I am thankful for. Because of the nature of my business, I have to ride the wave of getting paid/not getting paid...and I am always, ALWAYS happy when I am so busy that I fall into bed at night, exhausted. And our bank account is happy too!!
I am thinking of taking two days off the week before Mother's Day, just to do Spring Cleaning and some weeding out and organizing. Kendall will still be in school, of course, and Noah will be at childcare those 2 days...so I should be able to light a fire under my ass and get moving! Plus, I will have motivation, since we always host a Mother's Day/Noah's Birthday cookout on that weekend. I'll definitely have plenty to do!
Still no pictures of my home improvement projects. Sorry! I am waiting on a delivery...and then it should come quickly. I know this is killing Logzie!!! But I promise, I am not making it all up. There are some big changes going on around here...and it is lookin' good!
One more thing...what IS it about little boys and their wee-wees??? Noah is really into talking about his penis lately. And not just "talking" about it...more like proclaiming every feeling he is having. And the grabbing, touching, pulling....I mean SERIOUSLY. That thing must be the center of being for all little boys. The other day he actually came into the bathroom while I was in there (mothers are not afforded privacy), and asked me about my penis. Then he pointed at me and said, "Wait! Dat's not a penis!! Dat's pwivates!!" Then he ran out of the bathroom screaming "Mama's goin' potty wif pwivates!! Dat's not a penis!!" Lord save me. Little boys and their twigs 'n berries...it's a loving relationship, isn't it? Ummm...Wait a minute! I don't think it ever ends...this is something I've seen in adult men too!!!
Holy crackamoly. I am soooo NOT prepared for this.
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