Do as I say...not as I do.

Ahhh yes. Leading by example. Not something that I'm a big fan of. :)

I was thinking of this today as I was making baby food. I was putting the spinach in the blender as I was eating chocolate chips out of the cupboard (any wonder why I can't lose weight??) I tend to keep most of my "bad" eating as closet eating so to speak. "No, buddy, you keep playing, mommy needs to get something in the kitchen" (that's parent speak for, mommy needs sugar, baby, but you can't have it) I would eat lunch after they went to bed. But now, it's even worse. They eat their good lunch of one green and one orange veggie plus some fruit and I chow down on chips and salsa. Little Miss tries to give me bites of bananas, but I HATE bananas. Yes, I know, I'm terrible. But at least my kids have a fighting chance at eating healthy...as long as they don't catch me in the pantry, I guess! Hubby keeps giving me a hard time and has forbid (yes, forbid) me from packing spinach in his lunch box for school. Apparently he think healthy eating can get you beat up or something.

So, room sharing sucks. Both kids think that it's funny to make faces and gang up against parents who just want them to sleep! But.....

The good news is that as of July 1, they will each have their own rooms!! HURRAY!! We are officially moving, though plans have changed so much. We do feel like we see God's hand leading us in this new direction. We will be renting from 2 great people who have a house w/ a shop. A nearly 3,000sq.ft. house, I might add. How in the world am I going to find time to clean it?? But Hubby will actually be home a bit more and we'll save on diesel, YEAH. And, I just received an application for renting our house out. I feel like everything is falling into place.

Okay, am I the ONLY person who wasn't on Facebook?? Seriously, I put my name on there and somehow I've got like 5 friends already (more than I have in real life, mind you). Apparently everyone I know is on there. Crap, most of the time it's all i can do to get my email daily! Someday I hope to do more than have my name on there...someday.

When did I become and adult?

As I stare down the barrel of Little Miss turning one on Saturday and my birthday later this month, I've been left wondering for weeks now, when exactly did I become a grown up? Was it when I got my first car? When I started buying my own furniture (3rd grade, a desk from BEST, Hubby says I'm a nerd. Only a nerd would buy a desk)? I digress. Was it when I started working every day? When I got married? When I bought a house? When I had kids? When we started our own business? When exactly did I become what I figure I've got to be by now?? Maybe this is the most difficult time in life, (or maybe it's the easiest). The time when I've got two little kids who demand full attention, a husband busy trying to build a business in what I've now come to realize is a decently high cost of living area, a career of sorts that I'm trying to keep alive and/or build on, the time when I feel the pinch of not enough money, hours in the day or family time to go around. I think the harder part of it, is I'm surrounded by too many successful people who are quite a bit older than I am. My "keeping up with the Joneses" (okay, sinful jealousy) is less about the car in the garage or the clothes that we wear, but more with the size of my net worth and the size of our savings and ROTH IRA. I think God's way of keeping me in check is a little thing called self employment. Part of me feels like it was a road I was genetically predisposed to pursue. My dad did it. His dad did it. God has been keeping me on my knees (okay, praying while vaccuuming or cleaning the bath tub I figure counts just as much as praying anywhere else!), through this. Knowing that our daily bread (and worse now, another family's daily bread as well) literally depends on the work that we can line up, by His providence on a day to day basis. Somehow when I've clocked in at a job, that dependence never struck me. I mean logically we all realize that we could lose our jobs at any point in time, but when I've worked for someone else it's been less obvious day to day. And for me, a type A personality who like to have things planned, a road map set in place, dependance has been a tough pill to swallow. Anyhow, being an adult kind of sucks. :) That and spending $800 a month on diesel. But that's another story.

Buddy has decided (against my wishes, mind you) that he does not need to take a nap every day. Seriously, who told him that was a viable option? If it was you, I will HUNT YOU DOWN. You have stolen sacred time during my day! He is getting so big and is so excited about his sister's "one birthday". Telling me that I have to put her present in a pink bag. (When it is his birthday, he wants a blue bag).

Little Miss is still boycotting the whole walking thing. But she's got two new top teeth. Which was a big production! So we're celebrating the small victories. The stinker, though. The girl won't say mama. Won't. She'll babble dada till the cows come home, but just try to get a mama out of her!! It is so hard to believe that she's one in a mere two days. But, it's even harder to imaging feedings through the night, a child who wouldn't eat (if you saw her tighs, you'd say I was a liar that she was itty-bitty anti-eater for a long time!) and a teeny-tiny who could only lay around. What a lot of developing/growing and skills children acquire in the first year!

Speaking of children...I think I hear them making noise. The hallowed 2 hours must be over.