Man-I'm not doing great at blogging, a post a month. January has been just what I wanted... a whole lotta nothing. I have been looking forward to not having anything to do. Last Sunday I got home from church took an hour and half nap, woke up long enough to go lay by Thurm on the couch, fell asleep for another hour. One day, the only thing I did besides take care of my children was go on a walk. I think I have till the end of Feb to enjoy my leisurely schedule and I'm going to soak up every minute.
There has been alot of reading and movie watching going on this month. Thurm has been practicing the piano (he got a keyboard for Christmas) for an hour a night. He has inspired me to practice as well, though I haven't been as faithful. He makes me so mad though... I had 4-5 years of piano as a child and 6 years of choir. He had a year of piano lessons from his mom and he has almost caught up with me on his piano skills. He is naturally very musical, so I'm not surprised.
Jens has been sick off and on for about a month now. He has had ear infections, throwing up, diarrhea, fevers, etc. Poor kid hasn't been very happy. But when he is feeling good, he is delightful. He is so rambunctious and loves when daddy comes home to wrestle and be rowdy. He is also so sweet and cuddly, one of his favorite things still is to be wrapped in his blanket and cradled. Jens loves to run. He says "go" and takes off running with Quinn. That and yelling are those boy's favorite activities. Jens wakes me up every morning from his crib yelling "mom... mom... mom... mom." He is still an awesome sleeper---bedtime at 6pm, wakes at 7:30am, takes a nap from 1pm-4pm.
Mr. Quinn is getting sassier, sillier, smarter, and funnier than ever. He loves to tease and say "are you serious?" or "come on!" or "what!?" He has a sense of humor well beyond his years. He is constantly surprising me with how witty he can be. He came into the room the other day and said "mom, I'm hungry." Then he opens his palm full of nuts and says "good thing I have these nuts." Quinn loves to find "Q's" in books, on objects, wherever and say "MOM! Its my letter!!!" Whenever he hears a song on the radio that he likes, he says "mom is this my song?" and I say yes : ) One day we heard "Red, red wine" by UB40 and he asked if it was his song. I told him no, it was Uncle Wade's song. That song always reminds me of him, haha.
I somehow got wrapped into a New Years resolution that I had no intention of doing. My friend and I have exercised 4-5 days a week since Jan 1st. It just happened so easily-we just started doing it. I wish everything that was good for me, just happened so easily. Thurm made some lofty New Years goals, and many of them. I had none.
I have a picture of a counter full of dirty dishes to post, but I'm too lazy to go down and get my camera to upload it. Maybe next time. Its a good one, it looks like a picture Dr. Seuss might have drawn. But dishes have become absolutely ridiculous. I don't like doing them, but its gotten out of control. We ate cereal from tupperware for breakfast, drank from old bike water bottles, and I make our food choices based on if it can be microwaved on a paper plate. I'm down to doing the dishes about once a week and we don't have enough dishes to quite make it that long. We are getting a new fridge delivered tomorrow, but I think we bought the wrong appliance. Next time it will be a dishwasher.
