I Won!

My brother captured this the weekend we moved into the new house. Brody, Carson and Cole were racing in the backyard...notice who wins.

Big Helpers

Sooner or later (probably later) I'll get around to posting about the new house. We are finally settling in and getting things put where they belong. Nothing is hung on the walls yet, and we still have some hideous wallpaper to take down in the kitchen. That's our major project to have completed over the summer. But overall, we are absolutely loving it. The boys love all the room they have to play inside and outside, especially outside. We are so excited to spend many years watching our family grow in this home.

But enough about that until I get around to taking pictures of all the rooms and can do an official house post. This post is about our "helpers." Lately the boys are big into helping, thank goodness. They want to cook constantly, fold laundry, and sweep the floor. For some reason they think its unreasonable to ask tell them to clean up their toys, but we're working through that. Apparently, that's not a "big boy" task. Yesterday I finally took the time to capture a few photos of them helping us with some daily duties.

We decided to make brownies for Daddy. Brody did pretty much everything except pour it in the pan and put it in the oven.

Reading the directions. 

 Matt cut some limbs that were hanging on the storage building and the house. The boys were a big help in dragging them to the pile to be picked up by the city.

Watching Daddy on the roof

I have a secret...

Really. I do. A little secret that when Matt reads this he'll say "Why don't you tell me these things?"

I don't tell anyone these little quirks about me because..well..I don't really know. Maybe I feel like its dorky? That others will judge me or make fun of me. But how ridiculous does that sound?

So here goes....

I have a secret love of writing. See, its dorky.

I express myself better that way. Far better than speaking. Its hard for me to talk about feelings or thoughts but give me some paper or a computer, and I can write it out for you easily. I think that's why I enjoy having a blog. Not because I want the whole world to know my deepest inner thoughts. They aren't really that deep or important. But because its a way for me to get things out.

When I was in kindergarten or first grade, my best friend and I would write books. I would write and she would illustrate. We always said that one day we'd write a book together. In college, I majored in journalism and she majored in graphic design. So see, those kids out there that say you want to be an astronaut when you are 5, you may still have that desire when you grow up! So Laura, one day, this book will happen!

Sometimes I still do have a desire to write a book. I have no idea what it would be about. Probably fiction because I'm not smart enough about anything non-fiction. Or maybe some children's books. I do have a few ideas of those in my head.

So, my dorky confession is out. I love to write. Just sit down and let my thoughts and ideas flow. Sometimes about life, my family and how great God is. Sometimes about absolutely nothing. I used to journal a lot. Maybe I should start again. In a real, paper journal where the world wide web can't see. But also, I feel like blogging is good for me. Since I'm not good at sharing things about myself with my friends, its a way to let you in. Let you see the real me and my thoughts.

So if you now think I'm a dork and are judging me, you might want to unsubscribe from my blog because I might just start writing on here more. :)