I am convinced that the only person who reads my blog is my sis and only because she seems to really be intent on keeping her's updated daily-because I do check her's. I am constantly amazed at how sarcastic and witty my siblings are. Did we grow up in a household so cramped with arms and legs that a sense of humor was required, no, critical, in keeping us from beating the living tar out of one another(other than that one time-sorry Alan)!!

Tonight I took my kids up the canyon to make smores. I forgot how much I really hate smores. One marshmellow and I'm out. Gross Gross Gross. Building the campfire and exploring my 'inner pyro' is really my only reason behind dragging everyone and 2 stacks of firewood 300 yards to find a small slice of "wilderness" just a few feet from the road. Cord even came with us which is a real treat because as he grows older, my time with him seems more and more scarce. He brings such a fun twist to our outings, again that family sarcasm that obviously rubbed off on my kids. He has truly become the man of our house! One of the best parts about being a mother is watching your kids grow into young adults and take on their own opinions and attitudes, no longer seeing the world through your eyes. Somehow I must have done something right! Take that Mom... I don't have a little me :) As much as I love babies and experiencing that first word, first step, first everything, I find the adult version of my children much more fascinating. That and the prospect of empty nesting before 40 has it's pros too.....not that I'm counting.