The Goings On (Seriously, I hate titling my posts)

Let's see (I'm trying to be better about this blog thing. It's just such a chore.) - What have we been up to? Besides wiping the bugers from my two snotty-nosed sick boys, I went to Utah from Wednesday to Friday to shoot a wedding. I stayed with a good friend (thanks, Nicole!) from Meridian that relocated to the Salt Lake area, but I didn't get to spend much time with her since the wedding kept me busy. The bride and groom were a blast, but we had to fight the darn hurricane for good pics. We got some, though. Those will be put on my photoblog one day. I'm so busy with editing from the wedding, a family shoot, and newborn pics, and I have to get them all done within 2 weeks and design a book for the wedding. My trusty old computer and I will have some late nights together - closest I'm going to get to any romance for a while. Hahaha.

Anyhoo, back to the gym tomorrow if I can just get there. Why is it that life with two children is so different than my life when I was a childless single? Just getting places seems like an accomplishment now. Just peeing by myself without someone crawling all over me or needing food is like a major bonus. And that's only with 2 kids! All you nuts out there with more than two kids, I salute you. My kids are my life - love them more than everything else. But there are days, or just perhaps moments throughout my days, where I don't want to be the mom. And I want to say, Easton, make your own food. Teagan, get up and make your own bottle. Someone else tell Easton that "stupid" is a bad word. Someone else teach him to be nice. Someone else worry about Easton spilling something somewhere that he shouldn't. Does that make me a bad mom that I sometimes think those things? It's just entirely dependent upon mothers to take care of their children - and that's a huge responsibility when you sit and think about it. So sometimes I can't paint my toes when I want to or go to the gym when I need to. Such is motherhood, I suppose. I wouldn't trade it, not ever, but it's nice to get a break too (thanks, Mom, for giving me breaks).

My boys never cease to be the best things in my life, though. Easton is hilarious - he's always got something clever or witty or creative to tell me about. Or just a smart-alec comment that I try not to laugh at because it's bad parenting to laugh at the naughty things your children say. From the million times a day he un-friends me to telling me he doesn't "want to be yow(low) anymorn" to the bad guys he tells me not to let get me when I leave the house, he just makes me smile. Today, when I got home from church he looked at me and said, "Mom, I yike your shirt. It's cute. You so cute, Mom." It was a new shirt that he was appparently a fan of. He tells me daily, "You have a cute mouth. And cute eyes." Sometimes I think, Who needs a husband when I've got these two little gems to make me happy? I could just devour them when they aren't bugging me :).

Today I went to a Singles Ward for the first time since the BIG D. It was fine, nothing fantastic. There seemed to be a lot of single people there :). I'll keep going there, I suppose, since I'm kinda one of them (but kinda not when you add the two kids into the mix). Maybe I'll one day get my moves back. Teagan came with me and Easton went to church with my mom so that he can be with other kids. It's weird to be back here in this place in my life again. Not fond of the whole dating thing and all the nonsense involved in it. But I'll manage. Easton says I need a boy. But I remind him I've got the two that I need right here.

Sorry, no pics for this post - just my thoughts for the day. I can't really take pics of my thoughts.