I'm over at my sister's house, watching kids while she's at an appointment. Erick and Sarah are playing, a little too loudly, in Sarah's room. There are some loud smacking noises while each takes a turn laughing, but I'm sure they aren't hitting each other, ha ha, or they would be in here tattling. I think the smacking noises is from them hitting a plastic toy that plays music.

Whenever I am at Rachel's house, I always want to eat something, which is weird, because she NEVER has anything to eat. It's always tuna and peanut butter, cans of carrots or black-eyed peas, and potato flakes. I guess that is good in actually keeping me from snacking, but I always tell her that she's like "Mother Hubbard". She says that there is plenty of food in there, or she'll say that they haven't gone shopping yet this week, but the nursery rhyme comes to mind when I walk in her kitchen.

Tripp is asleep, he hasn't been feeling well. But I'm always nervous and want to go check on him, but when I open the door, the noise wakes him up. I need a camera on his mobile, so that I don't have to worry if he's not breathing or that he's fallen out of his crib and I'm being too stubborn to check on him cause I want him to get every bit of sleep that he needs. It's a little nerve wracking and sometimes I'll quietly peek if I get too nervous. But I just checked on him and he's fine, whew!

Been a long time...

Well, I've been a little busy, but that is no excuse for leaving fans hanging. So, since I've missed most of January, here is an update:

New Year's Resolutions-
1. Cut down on soda(I drink too much of it)
2. Get healthier(notice the casualness of that)

I stopped at two... I'm not very goal oriented this year. I mean, I have long term goals already started from previous years that trump any new stuff.

Erick is doing really well at talking, for him I mean. If you haven't heard, he has his own language for things-
An airplane is a "shooooooo..", you know the sound that a plane makes. My mom got him a little toy airplane, and so I was asking him where his shoes where and he went around looking for his plane. Once we understood each other, we were able to leave out the door, but it was really funny.
He also knows the color green, but he says that it is green-sucker, sounds like "we-go-go", but it's funny considering when I was little, my training pants were called "potty-pants-on" cause mom would say, "Let's get your potty pants on!", and a bathing suit was a "baby suitcase".

Tripp is walking now. He was looking a lot like Pinocchio, but now he's a little more stable.

We just got back from a trip to Salt Lake to visit my brother and his family. Erick and his daughter, Karli, are so cute together. I promise to post pics as soon as I get them. The plane ride was horrible- we had to drive to Birmingham, fly to ATL and then to SLC, same for the return trip, to save $200 per ticket. Erick is now a paying customer. He also cried most of the flights. The short ones were fine, but the 3 1/2 hour long from GA to UT, and back were nothing but non-stop tears. I think I would have preferred to drive, but I prolly would be saying the same thing about flying if we had driven.

We got to see Temple Square and the Tabernacle as well as the new Conference Center. I got to visit with a good friend, Rachael and her family, and spend a ton of time with family. A week and a half was too long without Adam. I felt like I knew what those women were going through on that wife swap show. Except I wasn't going to receive $50,000 and I had to take my kids.

Got to run... glad to be back in my own bed, home, and state!