Randomness.

Sometimes the clouds around here are breathtaking. And delicious looking. Like cotton candy or marshmallows. I love living in Colorado.
I wonder if Julia will always like cleaning. Elisabeth never really did. Still doesn't.

I like it when Evan comes home from work. I like Evan. I like weekends because Evan doesn't have to go to work. I like holidays because Evan is home even more days than just Saturday and Sunday. I like Evan. And on Monday, I will have dated him for 11 years. That's a long time of liking Evan. Good thing I still like him.

Julia has started using full sentences. Sometimes they even have four or more words. She doesn't always make sense, but she's getting it. She is also calling Elisabeth, "Didi". I love it. A Julia with words is a happier Julia. She also calls herself "JuJu".

My cats are gay. It's okay, I'm cool with it. I just wish they'd find a room that wasn't my room.

Elisabeth can read chapter books. She can also read text messages. I may have to quit printing swear words around her. Not that I swear. Cause I don't. So don't get all worried, Mom.

Julia likes to pick up this horse and deem it "heavy". She also rides it around the house.
She also is in love with Winnie the Pooh. She took him to the library with us the other day. I think it's what she's going to be for Halloween. Yes, we plan our Halloween costumes early. I believe I've discussed that with you before.
I can not wait for Kyle to have her baby. Yes, she's not due until June 1st, but I am impatient. I need to know if he has red hair. Because, in case you didn't know, I love her red headed three year old with my heart and soul and now I can't imagine her having a non-red head.

I think Figaro looks like a bunny sometimes. A lot of the times.

I'm thinking about getting my nose pierced. It'd be small. No hoops or pearls or skulls or anything.

Our spider shed his skin recently. Now he's an inch long. I love him. I really do. (I can't believe I just typed that I love a spider.)

Elisabeth needs practice with eye liner, obviously.
Julia is...intense. She demands my attention (my FULL attention) constantly. It is overwhelming. So, sometimes I let her watch tv just to give myself a break, but that's kind of bitten me in the butt since now she asks for tv ALL. THE. TIME. So, trying to brainstorm things to substitute the boob tube with that would not require me to be right with her, my friend suggested a rice table. Genius. So, we went to WalMart, bought a container, some rice and pinto beans, and TA DA! a rice table. Julia LOVES it.
I put in her little princess figurines to live in the rice.
Elisabeth loves it too. We've used it inside and outside and she really does love it.

I'm going out dancing tonight with my friends from my book club. I heart them. I also heart people watching at the bar we go too. Ah...people watching. It should be a full fledged sport.

The End.