What I Couldn't Leave Behind

On my "Why the crap do I blog?" post, my friend Emily advised that when blogging gets behind, just start fresh and forget trying to catch up 2 months worth of life in one post. Very wise. And I'm taking that advice...mostly. While looking at my pictures of the past month, there were some moments I just couldn't pass up and leave behind:

The Oquirrh Mountain Temple open house. Very long with a child and crowds, but very worth it.

Crossed fingers.

I apologize in advance if my child comes up to any of you, shoves his left hand 2 inches away from your face and demands, "Yooook!" insisting that you "yook" at the fingers that are crossed and outstretched toward you. He is so proud of his new accomplishment and is currently working on the other hand.

Seeing my crazy husband run alongside professional cyclists at the Nebo summit during the Tour of Utah, just like you would see in the Tour de France. It was hilarious and embarrassing all at the same time. :-)

Cheering Ben on at the ULCER finish line. It was freezing and windy that day so Logan was sporting Ben's arm warmers on his legs.

Washing bikes with Dad. It comes as no surprise that Logan is as obsessed with bikes as Ben is.

So there. I pulled those out of the archives and will put the rest behind me. Going fresh from here forward.

The time has come...

The time has come to really begin monitoring our language.

I'm not a potty mouth (at least not now that our last cat, Chaco, is long gone. Dumb cat).

But I'll admit that an occasional word of frustration slips out sometimes.

And thanks to Ben, Logan's virgin mouth has now repeated, "Oh crap" and "Damn it". He's also discovered the word "boobs". Ack. Not sure where that one came from.

Here's to better filtering. :-)

Here's the potty-mouth himself holding his favorite (and I'm not kidding when I say FAVORITE) ostrich from a puzzle.

I would like to add that for a long time Ben tried to convince me that this was a flamingo. Really? I think he still believes it, but has given up arguing with me.

Why the crap do I blog?

Does anyone else get so overwhelmed by blogging?!

I love reading everyone else's blogs and staying caught up with friends and family, but the more I do that, the more I feel like I'm so behind! For example...I still haven't posted on our July 4th activities....and probably never will. :-) We've gone on a couple trips that I've never mentioned. I cut my hair, we've played and played and made lots of fun memories and stories. But because I'm a "someday" scrapbooker ("I will start doing it someday") and mediocre at journaling, I fear those fun memories will just stay filed away on our computer in the nicely-organized 2009 photos file, unless I document them here.

So I wait and wait, and then once I realize it has been a month...or two...or three... since my last posting, I spew a bunch of picture vomit (sorry for the imagery) out onto a new post and feel like my job has been done until the next upheaval.

So what's the point in blogging if it just stresses me out? Good question Kristi.

I don't know.

I like it though.

I like feeling caught up and organized.

I like the thought of remembering many little things that Logan does to make me smile.

I like feeling therapized once I get my thoughts and ideas out.

And I'll admit it...I'm human... therapeutic journaling isn't the only reason I like blogging... I like getting comments too. Phew, there I said it. Is that taboo to say outloud? Don't judge. Don't hate me for appreciating approval from others.

I like the thought that someone actually cares about our measly lives enough to read boring posts like this one. I like the warm fuzzies I get when I feel understood. Even if I'm disagreed with, someone cared enough about me to let me know I'm wrong.

So now that I've convinced myself that blogging our lives is worth my time, effort, and hours of sleep I should be getting instead, I guess I'll keep trying.

Keep aiming for consistency rather than the vomit effect.

Keep trying to download my pictures sooner instead of sitting on the camera until the card is full. :-)

To anyone who still happens to be reading...(because I know that posts without pictures aren't as fun) thanks for listening.

Here's to better blogging...and blogging with more pictures next time. (Because I know that's why the grandmas REALLY check the blogs.)

And here's to going to bed because it is now 2 am. Again. Oops.

PS) I really didn't say all of this about commenting just to get comments. Promise. So if anyone is still reading, don't feel obligated to comment.

PPS) Here is my aforementioned hair (as if most everyone hasn't already seen it because I cut it FOREVER ago. :-)

And here's to band-aids that make everything feel better and eating chocolate ice cream cones outside:

Chatterings

Hello. Has it really been a month since my last post? As usual, I have way too many fun things to journal about here and don't know where to start, but until then I thought I'd share a couple cute things Logan said recently:

We dropped Ben off at work one day and as we were driving away Logan said, "Daddy sit down dhere" pointing to the passenger set. I told him that Daddy had to go to work to which he replied (and repeated about 10 times in a row in a nagging, begging tone of voice...) "I wanna wuhk toooo," "wuhhk," "Logan wuuuuhhhhk". If only he really meant that. I'll put you to work alright... you just wait.

Today we were reading a book that had picture of a guy fishing in it and I asked Logan what the man was doing to which he paused and then replied, "fish pole-ing." Close.

And today while standing in the mirror, I asked where Logan was and for the first time he patted his chest rather than pointing to himself in the mirror. Small, but exciting. His sense of self and autonomy is definitely coming along.

More pics of fun summer happenings to follow, promise.

New Addition

Welcome Hoodoo! He's the newest addition to our family. To make a long story short, he was being abused by some neighborhood boys and so we ended up taking him in. He is 10x's sweeter than our last kitty, Chaco, a.k.a "The Devil Himself" or "Gilly" (see here).

Hoodoo has survived Logan for a couples weeks now, so here's wishing him a continued happy and somewhat peaceful life with us!

Birthday Song

Here's Logan singing the birthday song as promised in the last post. He just started singing it that day in the car and I happened to get it on video. He had no idea I was taping him (between the seat and the head rest).



And the first part of this video has the beginning of his ABC's in it:

Logan Updates

Wowee am I behind on posting! Logan has changed so much lately, so I thought I'd post on his latest and greatest:

1. Logan's 2nd Birthday Party: So I realize this party was almost two months ago, but I thought it was so fun that I couldn't not post some pictures of it. Anyone who knows Logan knows that he is the hat man. He adores hats. So we thought it only fitting to base his party on one of his favorite books, "You YOU Have a Hat?" by Eileen Spinelli, and we had everyone wear their favorite hat.

2. The next exciting thing that has happened is the weaning of the binky! It was bitter sweet. He was ready for the change, but Ben and I weren't. I think we've had to wean ourselves from the binky more than Logan! He only got it at nap and bedtime and the occassional public situation :-), but man was it nice to have for those 3 hour afternoon naps! Overall, the effort to take the binky away (which wasn't really bad at all) was very much worth the comfort it gave Logan these past two years.


3. His vocabulary has exploded once again and he's forming sentences now. (Referring to a sticker on his cheek: "I want sticker orange, I want blue off.")

4. He's got his colors and some shapes down pretty well.


5. He's singing songs. He loves to sing Happy Birthday and the beginning of the ABC's. (video to come soon).

6. He's going pee in his own potty at times, when he chooses. This is nothing I'm forcing and honestly I'm not ready for potty training quite yet, and I don't think Logan is either. But he goes everytime before bathtime, and will occassionally ask for the potty. It's fun to see how proud he is of himself when he goes!



7. And last, but not least, he loves Mr. Potato Head and loves to sport his accessories.