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Hey! Betcha thought I died. Nope, just moved to MT (a year ago). Geez, time flies when you're... well, there's no excuse for that. Am I back in the blogger saddle? Only time will tell. Let's just take it one step at a time. New background should do it for now. Oh, maybe a picture so you know what we look like!

Is this bad?

So, I admit, we gave back our dog yesterday. That's not the worst part. We didn't say anything to Jack because we didn't want it to be hard for him while at school. BUT, he still hasn't either noticed or just not said anything about Maisy's absence. AND, we still haven't mentioned anything to him about her being gone. The sick and twisted part of me wants to wait to see how long it takes before he says anything, but what if it's days or even weeks, do we just say, oh ya, we got rid of her weeks ago? Crazy. I suppose if he doesn't mention anything for that long he probably won't, until he sees a picture or someone says something. Then I am hosed. Seriously and totally hosed.

Maya and Aunt Erin

Miss Maya, my sweetie pie niece. Thanks for the Mama Mia dances and shared ice cream! Take care of Nana for me and see you soon.
My mom, the super star. Rocked through surgery and is recovering like a champion. May the God of hope and peace bring you strength.

Taking things for granted

I take way too many things for granted. My family. Our health. Safety. Having life. Tonight I prayed with Jack that we wouldn't take God and His love for granted and Jack asked me what "granted" meant. I told him I'd have to get back to him at breakfast. May I never forget the chance at life and salvation that the Lord Jesus has given me. I need Him so much. It's not a matter of how good I am or how perfect I try to be. He gave it all up because of love. What have I done for love lately?

Boy mom confessions

I should be cleaning the bathroom right now, but here's a confession about being a boy mom. I recently bought Eli a hot pink play kitchen with flowers and butterflies all over it. The boys love it. Jack wanted me to paint his toe nails last night. One foot is sparkly gold and the other dark purple. At least we could pass him off as a Vikings fan (maybe NWC Eagles instead). So there I was blowing on my son's toes last night after his bath talking about what manly color to paint his fingernails. John was totally fine with it. I think I'll get them a tea set next!