You know, I'm not sure why I do this to myself. I wait until the camera has 500 pictures on it before I unload it onto the computer. Then I have several events, all of which I want to put on the blog, to go through. I spend the day posting blog after blog, and it is so difficult to be witty, funny and interesting post after post... So I'm not. Oh well, I have made a goal to someday be a terrifically intersting writer, or at least blogger, but I am satisified that at the mere age of 28, that time has not quite run out on me. Superman.... or Superdad?
For all of you that have ever wondered how Steve stays in such fabulous shape- here is the secret to his leg, butt and ab workout...
One of greatest joys is to watch Steven enjoy being a dad, and to watch how our children adore him. When Steve goes into a room, Jack will sit outside his door and cry for him. Liz gauges her day by when her dad will be home, and well, I count the minutes as well.
I love being a mom! Now that we have an apartment with a porch, Liz insists that we sit on it, and Jack loves to play on it... even if it is very dark and quite chilly outside. I don't complain, especially because it makes my usually non-cuddley children quite snuggley.
Liz's biggest haircut yet! Her aunt Stacy cut it for her last summer, but barely cut off 1/8 of an inch. I cut off about 1/2 inch in most places, up to an inch in some and less in others (she hasn't had it evened out since she was born). Despite the fact that I didn't cut that much off, her hair looks much shorter, since her curls have tightened up. She hated the haircut and watching her hair fall, she was terrified that I was cutting off all of her curls.
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