getting ready

Well, the countdown continues. Almost 3 weeks till lift off. Wow! I can hardly believe it. My sister, brother-in-law and my parents have been working tirelessly to get the apartment ready for our arrival. I am truly humbled at my sister and brother-in-law's selflessness to open their home to us. They, and my parents, are truly my 'Jesus with skin on', during this life transition.
It gets a little overwhelming, thinking about, planning and actually packing up 8 years of life in Florida to move cross country. But I am sustained by the fact that in 3 weeks I'll be living...yes, living in Colorado once again, near my family whom I love and have missed desperately. I'm excited for my small family as we look forward to not only the awesomeness of Colorado (it truly is God's country...trust me...I've seen most of the U.S. and Colorado is in the top 5) but the incredible gift of being near family. A and I didn't have the opportunity to grow up near our cousins and it is something we so desperately wanted to give our children. Now, this gift is just around the corner. Summers and Christmases spent with cousins have established a fun and wonderful relationship that we're excited to see grow.

Well, it's back to the boxes. We'll be circling the wagons soon enough and heading West young man...onto new and thrilling adventures!

itchy tongue

So the other day I hear my boys in a usual conflict over some small LEGO piece. Unfortunately, it escalated and ended with the youngest dramatically crying that older brother had bit him. Biting? Seriously? No..not in my house! On a side note...my boys really have never been biters. I've heard about kids who bite regularly...(you can ask my mother about my own personal history with biting)...but J and B have rarely used this tactic in hand to hand battle. So my feathers are more than a bit ruffled when I go in to discipline the situation.

Me, "J, did you bite your brother?" J, "No, his arm was in the way" (he showed me how B was 'reaching' for LEGOs out of the ginormous bin J seemed to be clutching in his lap and how his mouth innocently ensconced B's arm) Me, "J, did your brother's arm in any way shape or form make it's way into your mouth?" J, "Well, yes" Me, "Then you bit him?" J, "No, I was just itching my tongue!"

Itching his tongue on his brother's arm.

Very creative explanation. J ended up in a time out where I explained that his explanation was unfortunately very lame. Itching your tongue on someone elses arm is actually considered biting. I'm now left wondering how to harness this creativity with words and ideas and put it to better use. Perhaps he will grow up to be a political speech writer. Just a thought!