Danny

Danny is gone for two weeks at a time when he goes out in the field, about an hour from here. He is learning to become an instructor - and he's going to be great!
He's just as cute as always and the best dad ever.

I walked in yesterday and there was flour and sugar out, and I didn't put it there! Apparently he got a hankering for oatmeal cookies and made some! I know, it's 2008 and a man can make cookies - but it's still pretty sweet.

I'm just so happy we moved, if we were in Colorado he would be gone to Iraq for his 5th tour. He would have missed out on SO much of Donovan growing up. We are very blessed.

My luck...

Cracks me up!
Ironically the saying, "just my luck", is one of my biggest pet peeves. I mean seriously - how many of us really have bad luck! But here I am.

Donovan is teething, 4 molars all at once. He likes to chew on cold wash clothes....and oh yea, one got left on our brand new leather couch and left a big white spot on dark brown. To top it off, the same day I ruined our dishwasher, 2 of Donovan's sippy cup tops burnt to the bottom heater thingy majiggy. It was the most horrific smell! I hated the dishwasher anyways, it's been forever since I've hand washed this many dishes. Lastly, our new driveway has a hill and is in a half moon shape. I'm backing up like I do everyday and apparently miss the turn and bury myself in our mulch, so bad I couldn't even rock myself back and forth to get out. I had to get out, remove the mulch from around my tire and pray my neighbor didn't walk out! Seriously...

All in a days work....