Well, I took (another) hiatus from the blogger world. I think I am going to keep my posts shorter overall, which will help me blog more frequently. I have a lot of funny stuff to say, don't get me wrong, but until someone pays me for my time, I might just keep my (self-declared) hilarity to a few blogs here and there, my hubs, and phone conversations...
Moving on...G and G Johnson came out for a visit over the weekend. They knew Tim and I would want to be with them on Valentines Day;) Actually, they also wanted to be here for Avery's baby dedication at our church. It was great to have them out here and although our life is a little slow between naps and early bedtimes, we had a great time with them here. We all wish we lived a bit closer, of course. (Sometimes I think Grandma wishes she lived next door).
Avery's baby dedication went well, except for all the crying she did on stage. The pastor (whom Avery has never really seen up close) asked to hold her...on stage...in front of everyone. I didn't know how to politely decline in front of 500-600 people, so I handed her over and prepared for the worst. I thought she was going to make it at first, due to a microphone cord (she's already a techie) she found on the pastor. But, nope, as soon as he started talking, she started acting like she just got bitten by a tiger. *sigh* She looked very cute, however, and mission was accomplished...we agreed to raise her to the best of our ability to know and love God....no simple thing in today's world.
Avery also had her first Valentines Day. We thought we would get her an activity table to celebrate. This table is now known as "My Worst Parenting Decision So Far". It plays music....loudly...and pretty much everything you touch makes noise....and it has no on/off switch or volume control...Yeah, next time I'll pay the extra $15 for that luxury.
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Very enlightening!
Love you
Tim
The belly-laugh-to-post ratio of this blog is remarkably high! :) Keep Whiting Us Out, Jaym.
Oh wait, now it's White Noise? I thought the title was White Out? Either way, your last name lends itself well to titles, headlines, monikers, etc. Like if you shift gears and start lending money at absurd interest rates backed by the threat of physical violence, you can be "The Great White Loan Shark."
From my friends that have kids, I have learned to never get toys that make noise without batteries that can be taken out....sorry for not sharing that tidbit. I bet Avery loves her table though :)
so, this just in....why is there a handicapped sign next to the word verification box for posts? i am confused....
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