Miss Mae

Miss Mae is adorable.  I cannot believe she is the same child that tormented us all a year ago.  It is amazing what a year and communication can do.  She is scooting right along in speech.  She talks more but has a long way to go to improve her pronunciation and vocabulary.  She sees a speech therapist for an hour a week, a development therapist for an hour a week and we just bumped her up to an hour a week of physical therapy.  After consultations with the doctor and a second physical therapist it was decided that she does not need leg braces but we upped her session time and bought a mini trampoline to improve her coordination and other problems.  Life is fantastic now that she has learned to buckle herself into her car seat.  It is so nice not to have to dive deep into the van to buckle her in.  She spends most of her waking hours coloring.  Our dining room table has basically become her art station.  She adores coloring either paper or books.  In the past few weeks we have played with play dough, paint, egg dye, and a few other medias.  I love her stick people cause they all have pupils in their eyes.  How random is that?  For Max it was tummies and for Mae it is pupils.  She still calls every child she sees, "Friend," and tries to hug them.  She got a hold of a pack of Avengers stickers a few weeks ago while I was napping and for the next two weeks I kept coming across randomly tagged spots.  It was like little graffiti superheroes everywhere below three feet.  Her outfits are changed at least 4 times a day, often more frequently and sometimes inside out.  She still loves all things girly and pretty, and is just a joy all around.  I love my little darling.

Mixed Media

Easter 2013

It was a good Easter.  I took Mae and Max to the city carnival.  I would have taken Spike but it was pouring rain and he has been sick all week.  Jeff spoke in sacrament meeting.  His topic was Finding Joy in the Atonement.  It went very well.  Poor Spike was so lethargic he just sat in my lap the whole time, which was nice.  I just blew $100 buck taking him to the doctor this afternoon.  Nice....Anyway, a visit and antibiotic later, we had a little hunt in our front yard and watched the Living Scripture DVD on the Resurrection.  I was remarking to Jeff that whenever I hear someone say Joseph of Aramathea I think of Monty Python, then I got a hankering to watch either that or Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.  I think either will be a nice break from The 10 Commandments.  I love me some shirtless Charlton Heston, but I always feel bad that my interest tends to fade once he gets all religious and clothed.  This next week should be good.  It is that time of year again, where Jeff has banked a bunch of vacation days he needs to use or lose.  So he is taking Friday off, purpose yet unknown.  Saturday is the big race.  Last weekend my good friend Kasey helped me to run 12 miles.  It was tough at the end, like when I got bitten by a passing dog, but we did it.  I am feeling confident that I will at least finish before they close up shop.  I am also excited for my sister Krista, who is expecting her third child any day now.  Lot of good things ahead this week.

FYI

I am deleting my facebook account at the end of the month.  So it's not you; it's me.  Actually that's not true,  it's you too, but mostly me.  But at least you know that it's all of you.  Don't you feel better knowing you're a group?

Running

 

Last week I went for a run after spending the previous day in bed with food poisoning.  I had skipped the Saturday before for my garage sale and so it was already set to be a sluggish run.  I got a late start and didn't make it out until 1 and by that time it was already around 70+ degrees.  Ooof I forgot how miserable hot running feels.  I am actually looking forward to tomorrow's 30 degree run.  It will be cold and long, (I'm shooting for 12 miles,) but it will also be my last long run before the big day.  I figure next Saturday I'll go for 7-8 miles.  I finally signed up officially, (meaning I finally paid,) and now I am ready for it to be over, and terrified of getting sick.  It is tempting to not send Max to school that Thursday and Friday just to make sure he doesn't bring anything home.  I am glad that I decided to do this though.  I am not one for setting goals so it was a nice experience.

Garage Sale

Photo Bomb!

I had a garage sale this past weekend.  It strikes me as funny that many of the people that I know look down upon them.  Well I just made $250, so there.  I have been given lots of hand-me-downs and have given many away.  Yet there are just some things that still have a resale value, and other things that helping hands won't take.  I think it is mainly a pride thing, "well I just give my stuff to DI/Goodwill."  How selfless of you.  I am sure that Jesus loves you more because you didn't degrade yourself out on your front lawn last weekend. 


Mmmmm Mae's leftover oatmeal.

I also find it funny that many of these people will go buy stuff from a garage sale or even ...craigslist.  As if craigslist makes it okay.  The other thing I found funny was when people would ask me what I'm gonna get with my earnings.  The question itself wasn't so odd as the tone and implication that sometimes went along with it.  Someone asked me in a very pandering way like, "oh good for you; interrupting your bon bon eating and soap watching to contribute to your family instead of burning your husband's hard earned wages."  It really did feel like that.  Here's the thing; if I really want something I buy it and don't feel bad using "Jeff's" money.  So what am I gonna do with the $250?  Well there isn't anything I am dying for right now so I'm gonna pay the electric bill and the water bill.  Wooo big spender! 

Mae in her element, coloring.

Wow, it would seem I am very touchy about my garage sale.  I will admit to being the judgy "DI/Goodwill," girl myself before my first sale.  Listen, they are hard work and I have a lot of respect for the people who do them.  I also have a great deal of respect to those who use them as an opportunity to earn cash to save up for something.  Pretty smart if you ask me.  I just don't budget with a his and hers budget.