Dearest Blog

Dear Blog,

Hi.

How are you?

I have thought about you a lot. A. lot. And all very positive thoughts, mind you.

Let's talk.

So, my two older children are in school right now and even though I love them desperately, I also appreciate their absence that their minds are expanding at school. Brinley is very studious these days (she takes after her mutha).

See how she makes plans in her school agenda?

(Please Please Please notice Tuesday's assignment)

I love her.

One of my new-ish favorite activities is to volunteer in my children's classroom because it is hilarious giving service.

Especially Braden's. His class is particularly great because Kindergartners are so gullible and they like to eat glue honest. For example, one of Braden's classmates Darren, a child not to be named, told me that I had 'Big Things' which made me laugh and I also found very creepy interesting. And also something of which dear Natalie reminds me of every so often (also endearing her to my heart forever...so thank you Natalie! Who doesn't want to be reminded that they have big things? Who, I ask you?) She knows every once in a while I need a little pick-me-up…

Also, I have another child! Did you think I forgot?

How could I forget Preston who is the naughtiest sweetest, toilet-lovin happiest, almost-2-year-old I know…bless his heart to tiny pieces. Although Blog, I have to admit I am a little heartbroken over his two front teeth. You see because I am the model of parental responsibility he fell off the bar stool and chipped his baby teeth on the countertop! Break my heart, why don't you? Or teeth, I guess. Anyway, now he has a face only a mother could love…I keed. He is still very, very handsome.

(What? No he's not too close to the edge...he won't fall...trust me.)

What else? I leave for Idahizzle tomorrow!! Which pleases me endlessly. I love to be in Boize for Christmas. It is the happiest place on earth. However, I am already anticipating freezing my cajones off because it hits about 50 degrees here and I grab the SINGLE, solitary sweater I own and bundle up…Texas has turned me into THE biggest pansy. And Boise doesn't play around when it comes to cold weatha.

Speaking of the weather, it reminded me ONCE AGAIN of my 80-year-old-ness. Because who talks about weather besides old hags the elderly?

But see, now you know I am still me. Still 80. Still a perfect parent. Still have big things. And still wishing I blogged more.

Oh and just for randomness sake: I am enjoying this chick's muzak Laura Marling very much, so maybe you will too? She is similar to Mumford & Sons so that could be why...