Blogging is Good for You

I went to Teaghan's music class today. It was so fun to hear them all play together. She's on first bench now, the third chair in and she's so excited. (She's the one wearing pink.) We think there's a definite talent for music. That being said, we told her that she had to continue with the flute in middle school. She wanted to take art because she views herself as quite the artist, and she is very good, but in middle school she has to pick either art class or music class next year, and since the music teacher at the middle school is supposed to be amazing, we told her she had to stick with the flute. Harsh, I know. But we're her parents and that's our job. She'll thank us later, right?

I know I've said that I wasn't going to blog everyday, but it's turning out to be just that. It's just that I suddenly see all the funny things the kids do, and the not so funny as well, and all of it is good. Blogging has really made me count my blessings and realize that life is full of ups and downs, and that's what makes it great! I'm not too crazy about the mountains per se, but the hills I see in a different light. See, blogging is good for you- it's like eating your Wheaties.

This is a picture of Zak with the potty seat on his head. See, normally I would just say, "ooooh, get that off your head," and then haul him directly into the tub to shampoo his hair. (yes, I am that anal.) But not this time. I took a picture first and then put the potty seat away. He'll come to love that potty seat in July when he turns 3. The magical number 3, for that is when he is getting potty trained. No more diapers! I know you can't hear me, but I am now singing, 'Oh, Happy Day.'


On another note, any guesses as to what this is? I opened the door to let the boys out into the backyard, (well, really it's just a mass of weeds in lieu of grass), and as I glance down I notice something behind the curtains. I leaned in closer to try and figure out what it was.




Yep, it's a pancake. A PANCAKE!! Needless to say the culprit is one of two people. I guess my pest control is working really well because who knows how long those pancakes have been there- and no ants!