I'm still alive...

...and I'm even writing blog posts. Just not here. Sorry about that. I promise I will finish updating very soon and get all caught up. (Just in time for our next trip to Texas!)

Tim had stand down last week and we were enjoying some much needed family time and this week we've been doing Vacation Bible School every night. Needless to say, it's been crazy! But if you are missing me, and who wouldn't be? ☺ You can read some posts I've done on our wedding, our honeymoon and our early days of marriage at Today's Housewife.

What year is it?

I feel like I need to ask that question today.  I've been reading The Time Traveler's Wife for a book club I am in over the last week or so.  And then last night we watched our favorite show.  (There are a number of shows I watch and enjoy.  Among my favorites are Chuck, CSI:Miami, NCIS, The Mentalist, How I Met Your Mother.)  But LOST takes the cake.  It is hands-down our most loved t.v. show.  

That being said, it is also the single most frustrating and confusing show around.  Most Wednesday evenings end with us sitting on the couch, looking at each other completely bewildered.  Last night was no different.  For those of you who don't watch, there are two story lines occurring on the island in 1977 and also in the present day - involving the same people who were originally on the island in real time the first 3 seasons.  So weird and confusing!

And my book is about a man who is chronologically-challenged and is constantly disappearing from the "present" and showing up in the past.  He even meets his wife when she is 6 and spends the next 16 years visiting her periodically before he actually "meets" her in real time.  The book is an account of all these hops through time from different points of view.  

So, I kinda feel the need to ask, is it really 2009?  Have I lost a year or so somewhere?  Or maybe am I losing my mind instead?  Just checking.

Bath time Snack

I can't remember where I read this suggestion.  Maybe in a magazine...  Not sure.  Well, anyway, I give my kids popsicles in the bathtub before I've washed them.  They don't make a mess in my kitchen, on their clothes or anywhere else.  And it's so easy to clean them up afterwards.  The boys love it and Mom is happy because there's no mess!  This is only Luke's 2nd popsicle.  He's a pretty big fan though.  He even says, "popsicle."  Of course it sounds like "pople," but a mother knows these things.  

Popsicles in the bath Work For Me!

*Stay tuned for Disney pictures day #3.  I have a ton of pictures from that day.  (A big thanks to Tori, our photographer!)  So it's taking me a long time to edit them.  But they are really cute and definitely worth the wait.  (Maybe only to relatives, but still...)

The Stuff Musical Dreams are Made of...

Apparently we are behind the times.  The boys don't watch a lot of television so we really aren't aware when new shows come on.  The boys watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Bob the Builder, but I just DVR them and we watch them at our convenience.  So, when my friend, Sandra, mentioned the Imagination Movers on her blog not too long ago I paid attention.  She has two boys who are very close in age to mine.  And, most importantly, she has excellent taste in music.  I knew that if she recommended something it couldn't be too annoying.  

So I finally remembered to DVR it this week and Mark has been asking to watch it non-stop.  It's definitely his new favorite.  Luke even seems to like it.  There's lots of singing and they are always solving problems.  I also like that the guys aren't portrayed in a wimpy way like a lot of kids shows.  If you have preschoolers I'd definitely check it out one morning on Playhouse Disney.  

I have always wondered one thing though.  Do guys like these dream of being a children's band?  Or does it just sort of happen?  Or maybe they just see it as the best way to make some good money?  Seriously though.  Do you think as 15 year old musicians they thought they'd be performing to 4 year olds in blue jumpsuits?  It must pay well or They Might Be Giants and Barenaked Ladies wouldn't have made the leap to this genre too, I guess.  What do you think?