Don't ask Why, ask What.

What What What What What.

Breathe.


Okay, I haven't posted for a while, but we had a great weekend at the farm. Peter and Mason got to hang out as cousins while I got to hold little Henry. Its nice to know I can quiet an infant, it really gives you a sense of accomplishment as a mom. Now we're home and getting ready to go to Illinois again this weekend for TomTom's birthday party. (Carrie, I know, I just can't help but call him that)

So about the above statement.... this summer I have tried my darnedist (sp) to not be asking God "why" when things are not going my way, but instead asking "what", as in what should I be learning from this? (no this was not my thinking, but a much wiser woman in my church whom I would love to have a heart even half as clean as hers) But lately it is just not working. I don't know what I should be learning, and frankly sometimes (like tonight) I don't really care. BUT, I will keep asking, and hopefully I can be more mature about it tomorrow. But for now, I JUST WANT TO MOVE OUT OF THIS APARTMENT. Okay, I'm done. Really, its not a big catastrophe - no one is sick, Mason is a sweet little(big) boy, I'm not flooded out, its all good. I'm just cramped and we can't find what we are looking for.

HOWEVER, I do have a completely adorable photo of Mason that my mom took last weekend that I will share with you. He really does just make you want to smile when you don't feel like it.

Note - I can see two teeth now on the bottom!!!