I wasn’t feeling like blogging because I had been reading so many other cute site and felt slightly depressed when I came back to mine.

Why do we always have to feel so inadequate?

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After an eventful week I’ve got some photos to post.

I’ll start with soccer. My girlies from high school asked me if I wanted to put Emma in soccer. At first I laughed and thought… No way! She’ll just pout or cry. She’ll be the kid sitting out in the field looking at the grass and bugs that pass by. But to my surprise, when the hubby heard of it he was pretty excited and thought we’d give it a try. Didn’t he know Emma’s personality well enough? I guess not. He was willing to shell out the cash so we went for it.

Well, after 2 games I regret to say that I was right. Their has been a lot of tears. The poor little thing can’t seem to understand that she has to go get the ball. Her teammates and opponents are not going to pass it to her. They obviously want to kick the ball worst than she does. Most of them run after the ball and it is so overwhelming for her. She watches with her fingers in her mouth then she cries and is so sad.

The battle begins to get her to go out again just one more time.

Sigh… it really is funny. Age 3 is just too close to still being a baby.

Emma’s happy when the game is over and treats are involved. Just look at that smile. Who would have thought that she had been so sad just minutes ago.

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I rearranged my decor on the walls a little bit and I think it made difference on how things flow. I was having a hard time figuring out where to put my clock… it found a perfect home over my fireplace and it’s easy to see and is a focal point. I arranged my picture frames, shelves and wall vase in a rectangle just like I would a layout and it worked, I think.

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Have I told you about our family adventures? This is what typically happens…

We feel the need to get out and stretch our legs so we decided to go on a hike. I would like to say that Jer drags me along kicking and screaming but most the time I like the idea and go along happily. But the nice leisurely hike quite often turns bitter. Something ALWAYS happens. Here are a few real life examples…

- It starts hailing and raining/snowing. The kids start screaming.
- The trail disappears under the deep snow. We are wading up to our hips in snow.
- Jer finds a large snake.
- We get lost and hike twice as much as we were planning.
- We run out of water.
- A child wets, blows out or throws up leaving us with out fresh clothing.
- We get trapped in a scratchy undergrowth and come out covered in red marks.
- Someone falls in a river.
- We come across large wildlife.

So on saturday we had another lovely (can you hear the sarcasm?) adventure. We headed up to the top of American fork canyon only to be greeted by hundreds of four wheelers. The road was dusty and we though “we don’t want to hike along this dusty road with four wheelers flying by with the kids and the dog!” So we found a small stream with a trail along it that came down the mountain side.

We started heading up… the trail and the spring ended. I thought we’d head back down but Jer wanted to see what was at the top of the hill. Sometimes when you are at the bottom of a mountain it is hard to see how high it rises. We continued up the steep side. We soon realized that there was no where to go at the top. Their was a cliff to one side and just more steep mountain. I wanted to get down.

We found a raven that appeared like an easy way down. Jer held Emma and slid down on him bum. He created a small rock slide but it seemed easy enough. I put Isaac on my tummy in the beloved Ergo carrier and I followed. I was smacked in the back with a rock. Owwwchh. But there wasn’t any turning back. We were committed and it wasn’t much further. We made a turn around a corner and realized there was more rock sliding to come. Steep! Right down into the river. I imagined my self rolling and plummeting to the ground being pounded by rocks all the way. Deep breathe. I had to keep going. I think Isaac could feel my anxiousness because he’d complain a little and then look around nervously.

As I slid down, grasping on to small roots and branches, I noticed a little girl down below pointing me out to her mother. Ahhhh! How embarrassing. The last thing I needed was an audience. I think that added greatly to my anxiety. What kind of mother would slide down a mountain with her small infant strapped to her. Only us.

I went down the second half first. We had to take turns so that we wouldn’t pelt each other with falling rocks. I did slip once and caught my self on a log. I landed in a thorn bush though and had to sacrifice my arm so Isaac wouldn’t get scratched. That was the scariest moment.

I finally made it down to the bottom standing clear of the falling rocks and nervously waited for Emma and Jer to come down. The were making WEEEE noises and were obviously having a great time. We had to cross the river which wasn’t that bad but I was shaking so it made me nervous. The lady was still watching. I smiled and shrugged. Who knows what she was thinking. I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible but Jer sat down on a rock to empty out his shoes. The husband returned to camp and I got to stand there and watch the wife tell our tale to this man. Pointing and all. Arggg. I mentioned to Jer that I had been pretty scared up there and he just laugh.

Later I told him I was serious and then I got a hug.

I worked all nap time and after bed time on the Layout for W&W. It was super fun but my computer must be tired of me because it is running

S L O W L Y !

Here is my LO created by Weeds and Wildflower Going West Kit.

So I’m feeling selfish today. I want to do nothing but scrapbook so I think my bloggy is going to suffer. But don’t worry I’ll be back soon.

I’m working on a few projects right now and am anxious to get going on them. I’m making a wedding slide show for Jer’s little sis who’s getting married and just moved in with us for the next couple months. (We’re happy to have her and it’s fun for me to have more bodies around during the day)

I’m also thinking about applying to be on a creative team at Weeds and Wildflowers so I need to make some super cute layouts.

I have lots of projects on my mind and no time to do them…

1) There’s gardening to do.

2) I still want to do some decorating and their is always re-painting that needs to be done.
3) Emma has some beat up furniture that I want to refinish and put new hardware on for a little sparkle and shine.

4) It’s beautiful weather, I really should be outside at the park.

5) Shop, Shop and Shop – I wish I could get some patio furniture, a dresser for Isaac and a desk for me. Emma needs some summer shorts.

6) Don’t forget about cleaning the house, soccer games and of course my other obsession- rock climbing. I have to make time for that.

I’m feeling quite busy but I like it that way. I better get working. As soon as I get my LO done for W&W I’ll post it here.

For some crazy reason I let Emma crawl into bed with me last night. I think I was too delirious or half way sleeping to know what I was doing. “just stop the crying” was the only clear thought in my head.

Well, I ended up suffering the consequences. I couldn’t sleep well at all with that hot breathing body next to mine. I felt like Cliff Hanger clinging to the edge of the bed. It felt like I was half conscious all through the night. Ya know, you are asleep but you are still aware that your mouth is hanging open. Of course there was plenty of room over by hubby but I couldn’t think straight enough to just sit up and slide her over. Instead I just waited for morning to arrive so my agony would end.

Note to self: do not allow 3 yr old in bed!!

Now I’m tired but, luckily for the kids, not too grouchy. Which I usually am when I don’t have enough sleep in my body.

There isn’t much going on around here today. I let Jer take the car to work but I had some things to do around the house…

We walked to a friends house in the morning and then was surprised by a visit from my aunt and her darling girls. Happy day. I love having visitors. I think we should all pop in on each other more often (I’m sure a ton of you would disagree) (maybe it depends on the visitor). But I want the company. Who cares if the house is messy. No pretending here.

Well, now that I have stared at the computer in a daze for an hour and a half (when I should have been napping), it’s time to get productive. Peace out.

Today I have been recovering from the weekend. I finally have some computer time. Ahhh….

I did spend the morning straightening my house up and now I’ve blown nap time by downloading tons of digital scrapbooking stuff, reading emails and subscribing to some of my favorite blogs.

I’m kinda becoming a learker, or whatever the term is. I’m just not that comfortable making so many comments yet. (but I do wish people would leave comments here because then I know who is reading about my life… so I guess I need to comment because if I like it, you must like it too.)

I am not a person of very many words. I was a quiet kid. I was too busy sucking my thumb, I guess. I didn’t talk much. I remember in High School word got around that someone thought I was stuck up. Ummm… NO. I’m just a little bit shy. I can’t ever think about what to say to someone until the moment is over. Some people from my childhood have read my blog and been a bit surprised that I’m “funny.” (Well, maybe not funny but I do have some things going on in my head though.) Sometime you just need to get to know a person first before making conclusions.

Now that I’m grown, I’m more comfortable with myself (we probably all are) but I do hate meeting people. I’d rather get past that all that and move on to the friendship part.

Blah blah blah, So now that I have rambled on about nothing, I’m going to get on with my day. I have some errands to run and Emma’s ballet class.

I am planning on posting about my new arrangements of decor and the new and improved layout of Isaac walking but that will have to be another day. Shoot, the day is almost over. Better run.

Kerflop is in town for the next few days so that means no time for you, Dear Sweet Computer!

Isaac basically had no nap today which means I’m going to be exhausted by night time but it is worth it, right? Fun times with the fam!

We have gotten some great shopping in at the Whimsy Cottage (an awesome fabric store) and there is more shopping later. We are going to squeeze in some fun stuff for the kids. Unfortunately the kids are not getting along so great. Emma is being a lovely, not fun to be around, Drama queen and taking everything personally. Isaac, like I said, is tired.

So I’m off to play with the big Sistah. Later!

I’ve been working on this layout all afternoon. The Buddy is awake so that means no more scrapbooking. sigh… This page is puzzling me. So I thought I’d put it out there to be critiqued. I’m not in love with it so don’t be afraid to hurt my feel goods. Is it too grungy for a babyish page? Do I need to rearrange the pictures better? Get rid of the swirlies or do you like it? Honesty, please!

Yesterday was Isaac’s birthday. My little man turned one! I’m feeling quite nostalgic about it really. I keep thinking… “what was I doing a year from now?”

Isaac was 3 weeks late and the midwives were knocking down my door trying to get me started naturally so that I wouldn’t have to be induced. I’m sooo happy he came on his own. I chalk up his happiness to it. (unlike my daughter who was forced from the womb with a knife and has been unhappy ever since!) (ummm, I’m only sort of kidding). But that is another story.

Isaac has been such a happy baby that I feel supper blessed. He is my little buddy. He’s so busy and fun. So cute! I could chew on him all day. I looooovvve him so much. Oooie gooie gooshy mommy stuff….

Anyhoo… I spent the day running around trying to make everything perfect. I don’t know why we do this to ourselves? I practically rearranged my whole house. I scrubbed my bathrooms, dragged my kids to a couple grocery stores, baked a couple cakes and sat at one traffic light for what felt like forever (1/2 hour due to construction) while guests were showing up at my house. I never got around to wrapping Ic’s present, putting on my make up or making something for my papa (who’s birthday it was also (Sorry Dad, Love ya)).

After all that work, the night turned out pretty good. A good crowd. The cake was yummy. Emma had fun playing with her cousins and Isaac liked his new toys as much as a one year old who doesn’t know what’s going on and just wants to go to bed does. I splurged and bought his this cute truck. I thought he’d love to push it around with little toys in the bed. When the night was over, I was exhausted and wanted to go to bed but I forced myself to clean up the dishes. I did leave the vacuuming for the morning. Awww. I slept like a log.

Today, Isaac looks older. It must have been the cake.

After a busy day, I usually dread bedtime. It always just seems like so much work but once I’m there I love it.

When I get to Isaac’s room, I change him and play a short game of peekaboo. Then I wrap him up in a cozy blanket. I feed him and rock him to sleep. His little body is warm and still (except in the beginning when he likes to gouge out my face and try to stick his fingers in my nose). When he falls asleep it’s the only time of day he holds still. We can hear the muffled sounds of the house, the squeaky rocking chair and Isaac’s quiet breath and swallows. As he gets deeper into sleep I can finally relax in the dark room. I think about the events of the day and the to do’s of tomorrow. I finally get to lay the quiet body down. His mouth sometimes still moving up and down. He rolls over on his belly and I sneak out of the room.

Awwww… Peace.

I think that the best thing in the world is a sleeping baby.

What do you think is the best thing in the world?