The Obama Train

I've read a lot of blogs on Michelle Obama today. Seems she was the highlight of the convention last night. I'll be honest - I didn't watch. Nor will I watch the Republican convention. Politics wears me out. It just ends up making me mad. So I just don't watch any media on it. I look at the candidates voting records and then make my decision. It's as simple as that. I don't want to hear their promises because lets be honest - that's all they are. They're voting records tell me who they really are, minus the fluff of a campaign. And there's pretty much one issue I can't seem to get past. Abortion. I think it is the moral compass of a person as to whether they vote for it to be stopped or to not. Now, do I think John McCain is a great person? No way. But since he is standing up for the voice of the unborn - he's my vote. I realize there are other issues. But the economy will forever go up and down, we're committed to the war, but we can stop the murder of unborn babies in a terribly painful way. I just want to quote Obama and something he said at the Saddleback debate. When asked when a human life begins, his response was that "it was above his pay grade to answer". Let me ask - Doesn't the President of the United States have the highest pay grade possible? Isn't it an issue that will come up and he will have to make a decision on it? Is there a box he can check that says "its above my paygrade to make this into a law or not?" That , my friends, was politics at its finest. And because of his pathetic dodge, and his voting record of course, he will not get my vote. I'm sure he will become the next President, and life will go on - for those who aren't aborted anyway. But my conscience will be clear. For those who will be voting for Obama, which is pretty much everyone I know, your still my friends and I still love and respect you. To each his own.

Equal face time

Might it be a problem that I put her in the afternoon class and she fell asleep on the way to school?

Racing upstairs with Maggie

All smiles and ready to go - sitting with Abby

Science at its best

I think I've posted on here about our library trips. Although I did have a few months where I didn't have to pay them a dime in fines. But I'm afraid I've made up for it the past 2 weeks. Why I can't seem to get the books/videos back on time is beyond me. Anyway - when I go, I am watching 3 kids while grabbing books off the shelf, flipping through them to see if they are on my kids level, then stuffing them in my bag. Because of this method - I've gotten some doozies. Its so funny to see some authors political agenda in their children's books. And then some, I'm wondering if I should become an author because I'm positive I could have written one more interesting. So tonight during the bedtime reading, I hear Andy and Zak giggling. I guess somehow I had gotten a book on dung beetles. And to a 5 year old - that is some funny stuff. As I kissed him and tucked him in bed, he was begging me to let him tell all his friends and teacher at school tomorrow. I, of course, said "sure". He went to sleep smiling. I have a feeling all of tomorrow's conversations will revolve around the dung beetle.

Meet my friend Jeff

The coffee Junkie

Dana - its a good thing your there to set him straight.

Jeff, just remember where you got your start, on this little blog.

Thanks for the laugh.

The first day of school

The traditional picture in front of the front door.

Greeting his friend

His buddy Hailey
Heading into class


Ready to go!!!

I'm all out of titles

My eyes are blurry - but I will stay up and watch the rest of gymnastics. And I will regret it tomorrow.

We hit the parent meeting tonight for Paige's new Preschool. Its the one that Zak went to so really, we didn't need to go. But it was fun seeing all the parents. Some were taking notes. I talked through the whole thing much to my husband's chagrin. But my friend Kim and I caught up on a whole summer in 30 minutes.

Rene' has started a few new things. She brings me her snack bowl and something out of the pantry about every hour. I can't keep her full. She is also bringing me the Dora videos. Note to self: I think we watch too much TV. But I'm starting to worry about her speech. She says words legibly, but she says sentences of nothing.

Why do the runners in the Olympics wear sunglasses? Are the rays of the fluorescent lights too hard on their eyes?

Why is it so hard to loose weight?

What will I get my son for his upcoming birthday? Oh wait. All I have to do is look at the list that is on his wall that has 24 items on it.

A little video

Click here and look for Zak and me and Rene'.

Go Team USA!

Ugh, the Olympics are killing me. We don't have Tevo so I am up until 11:30-midnight every night watching them. And with my 3 little early risers, it is making for some tired days. I feel so patriotic being so excited about them. I don't know why this Olympics is any different from any others - I am just way more into it. My kids are loving it too. That makes me happy, also. I feel like I'm raising cultured children. My boy Micheal is up so I'm signing off.

Clouds+ Rain = warm chocolate chip cookies

Where's Paige, you ask?

She's doing the other thing that happens when it rains......sleeping.

The dinner prayer

Pagie: Dear God, bless this food, help us be hungry, and I don't want to die.

Cooler weather and some school supplies

Well, we've actually gotten some cooler weather here. I'm calling lower 90's cooler weather but I am not complaining. We've just got a little over a week and a half before school starts here. Zak's going to kindergarten. He's super excited. Paige will go to preschool 3 afternoons a week. I think she's going to love it too. I'm not a mom who gets emotional when I send my kids to school. I think its because I still have some at home. I feel a little bad about it. But they're not sad so why should I be? They are on to new adventures. And I'm happy for them. Its the beginning of their independence.

Andy's cooking up some pancakes for breakfast so I'm off to enjoy them. Hope everyone has a great weekend!

Like I needed another thing to keep me from cleaning my house

Facebook. You are evil. Traci. You are evil for telling me to get on Facebook. I have never caught up with so many people in all my life. This age of technology will forever be ahead of me. But I'm out of control with the computer time and will have to set myself some limits. My limits with food don't work very well so hopefully I will have more success with this. Seriously, if your not on there (and my mother is on there so you need to be) you'll be amazed at how many people you will connect with.

Neglected

You, my readers, have been neglected. All 5 of you. I know. My posts lately have been most uninteresting and dull. So it is my solemn vow to turn it all around - soon. Just not today. There's just not anything blog-worthy going on.

We did visit a peach farm today. But, it was a long drive for a hot 45 minutes, with a crying Paige, testing lots of unripe peaches. I did get a haul and I'm pretty sure I'll be happy with it all once I make a yummy peach pie. And of course I left my memory stick at home. Too bad I missed all those great pictures of Paige crying.

I've decided Paige a a bit of a wimp. I don't relate to her very well. But then again, should I relate to a 3 year old? She doesn't function well in the heat, but who does, I guess.

Zak was a little cranky with is friends today and I told him on the way home I was very disappointed in him. He said "I was disappointed in them, too, mom." Which made me chuckle.

And now that you are completely riveted with all this news, here's to some blog material in the future (picture me, holding up my iced tea in a toast)

I know, your sick of my whining.

So am I. But it is SO HOT! We have another 7 days of triple digit heat on the horizon. It's starting to depress me. I grew up here. I'm pretty sure it was this hot then. So why don't I remember sweating on my way from the front porch to the mailbox and back? Cabin fever is setting in. The thought of dragging all 3 kids out in the heat makes me turn on yet another cartoon for them to watch. I'm done being creative (well, really copying those who are creative.) Summer - GET OUT OF HERE!!!!!!