Sometimes life is a little overwhelming for me. I don't know if you know this about me, I know I probably always seem like I have it together. Just a little sarcasm there. Anyone that has been in my general presence knows what a mess I am. At least I feel like it. I don't enjoy schedules, the house only gets cleaned in bits and pieces and then is messy after ten minutes. I have very little control over what my children pilfer from the pantry. I am a bit obsessed with food storage and couponing. I own 5 chickens and 5 tortoises and one meal worm farm (for the chickens). I don't even own a journal. It's hard for me to remember to give Clark his medicine every day (and brush his teeth). I'm not good at including vegetables with every meal, although I'm getting better at it. I'm sometimes very judgmental of people after which I have regret. I love to watch V, Modern Family, and Castle on TV (not that there is anything wrong with that). I have fat arms (there , I said it). I am a fan of adderall induced "get shit done" sessions (sorry, just quoting my sister Staci:) I'm afraid of our country being owned by China, socialized medicine (actually anything socialistic),and our country buying oil from evil dictators instead of just drilling in ANWR already!

Actually, I didn't start this post to tell you my quirks, I just wanted to note that I'm a bit of a mess and a worrier (did I mention that?) and I am resolved to enjoy my slightly messy life. One of the ways I do this is to make an effort to enjoy my children, especially when they are little and especially when I'm not going to be pregnant again. Maybe I'll try to blog more of the cute things they do and say. For example:

Christopher: Mom, those army pants make your butt move!

Clark: I'm fraid uh duh dowk!

One thing I have been doing well lately is reading Junie B. Jones books to my girls each night, and reading scriptures and having prayer with them as well. The books are funny and it's just fun to laugh with them, and the scriptures and prayer provide such great spiritual teaching moments. I am incredibly lucky to be Mom to these fantastic children and have such a wonderful husband !

Our precious little Christopher is having a bit of trouble figuring out a very important lesson in life- lying. No, not lying down, he's got that one down. I mean deceit. He knows a little bit, things that he's picked up from his siblings, but if you're going to be a liar you've got to fully commit and he definitely lacks commitment. This morning, Christopher came into our bedroom claiming that Ella spanked him really hard. This is not hard to believe as she has had a violent streak lately and has really been annoyed with Christopher. So, Rob asks him, " Well why did she spank you?" His reply was blogworthy , as is evidenced by this entry. " Well, I did Not call her a stupid head!" A giggle slipped out of me, but I regained my cool quickly. Then we called Ella in. She claims that she may have accidentally stuck her hand out while passing Christopher in the hall. We made up new rules. No calling people stupid head and no accidentally hitting people in the hall.