Go Hogs

I'm watching the game at my sister's.  And by "watching" I mean "not watching at all."  Or at least not watching the game... I'm watching Crys fold clothes, watching Court & Gary play with the exercise ball... listening to the gores playing in Crys's room.  Can hear the dogs.  I think Jeff's the only one watching the game.

We're all happy.

Crys told a story earlier about Granddad that I had forgotten.  When he was younger, he promised God that he wouldn't drink coffee or shoot little birds.  And one day when Theodore was trying to shoot a bird, Granddad shot a slingshot to try to scare the bird away, and he killed the little bird!  

:) Sometimes you can't win for losin'.

Sweet Saturdays

Ah, I'm sitting here with my mom eating a leisurely Saturday breakfast.  I'm having oatmeal (and angel food cake if we're being honest) and Mom's eating taco salad.

I love our life.

We're reading my sister's blog and laughing at the adventures of Crys & the kiddos.

I'm telling you - life is good.