Today

Ok..imagine sunshine, a cool breeze, clean hair and a whole day to just sit and read outside.

This is why holidays are important.

I was downstairs the other day, and Benjamin walked by, following a string that was strung all around the room. I hadn't noticed it amongst the mess, but he had seen the beginning somewhere upstairs and had taken it upon himself to figure out what was at the end. It was funny to see him wind around a few chairs, go under a table, over the couch, around the cement pillars and then disappear into the bar area where I heard,
"BAH!!!"
" Ahhhh!!!!!!!"

It was Zachary...who wasn't doing school. I have no idea how long he waited there knowing Benj would follow a string if he saw it.

Haha...I love my family

Amber

My 140th isn't showing up anywhere on this blog.

Today at work I read an article in Chatelaine about a babysitter. I liked it a lot...it made me glad to have been a kid, and hopeful to be a parent, and I love babies.

Speaking of babies... I love Amber...she's two. She let me hold her for the entire talking time after church, in fact, it was her idea, and she'd put her arms out for me if I put her down. How could I resist? And then she 'wept bitterly' when her dad came to take her home. " nooooodadddy! I want Tamara!!" it was heart wrenching. I've said it before, but I'd adopt her if I could.

Plans

This week at church, I didn't only take notes..I wrote down what I was thinking in responce to what I was hearing. I think I missed parts of the sermon, but I got a lot more out of what I did hear.
I'm going to try that again next week.

Wow life can be complicated.

When I was 11 and she was 10, my friend and I had a 'crush' on the same guy. It was on one particular camping trip, and I remember sitting in the back of our van, waving and yelling at him...fully relying on the tinted windows to save ourselves from discovery when he turned to look. Then we'd fall back giggling as silly little girls do. We absolutely didn't care that we both liked him, I don't remember feeling any jealousy at all. In fact, it was more fun to have someone know what I meant about a rude kid with a mushroom cut and loads of crooked teeth.

But what do you do when you are 21, and this happens? I assure you, all the delight in having someone feel the same as me is not there. I think it could be a friendship ruiner, but i'm going to avoid it if I can.