It's random, lovely, full of misspelled words and terrible punctuation. It's about me, Erin, my family and friends, in real life. There's sugar but no sugar coating.
"Come what may, and love it!......Yet in spite of discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser, and happier as a result." ~ Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin
May 1, 2009
Erin in real life.
So, I decided to change the name of my blog to "Erin in real life." Yes, I stole this from the movie Dan in real life. I decided I'm not a very good record keeper so this blog will be my attempt to help improve that. I'm not a great english person and really spell check can only do so much. I just wanted to make that known. Today I woke up early again for another jog. This will be the only way I will be able to run on a consistent basis and I'm better in the mornings then I am at night anyway. Today's jog started out with a check of the mailbox. Yep, bills. (I left them there) As I was running I realized I had forgotten to say my morning prayer so I figured outside in nature might not be a bad place to speak with God. So, I prayed and ran at the same time. While running I found a small bungee cord which I picked up thinking Heath could use it. I chalked it up to another running treasure. My last one was a quarter. When I arrived home I hear "Daddy" from the other room (a word that Noah can actually say pretty clearly). Yes, my 2 and half year old lovingly calls me daddy. He can't say mommy just yet so Heath and I have the same name for now. It turns out that part of Noah's problem may be fluid in his middle ear. We are getting this tested in a few weeks. If this is the problem I'm not exactly sure what the fix is but when it is fixed, Noah's vocabulary should take off. While getting ready and putting on my makeup this morning I noticed a spot on my forehead. Was it an age spot? I don't know!?! I am going to be 30 in a few months. Man, 30? I read on a friends blog that 30 is the new 20. I hope so. Noah learned to take off his own pants which eventually lead to taking off his own diaper. As much as I think naked baby bums are cute, I do not enjoy urine on the carpet. (good thing we are moving soon:) Oh, one more thing... I didn't forget to get my mommy haircut after having Asher. That explains my picture for today.
He's a Grad student. He makes pots. He likes hunting and hanging out with his boys. You can visit his blog at www.checkoutmyblogatmyblog.blogspot.com (or click the picture).
"We artist are indestructible, even in a prison cell or a concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art. Even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell." - Pablo Picasso
Asher helps me develop faith. He has a nerve injury on his right arm. He also has trouble gaining weight. He sees an occupational therapist 2 times a week. He is sweet and shy but has a funny personality.
this is our story.
i called him. he said yes. he kissed me. i said, "i love you." he said, "i like you twelve." (that equals i love you.) he said "will you?" i said, "yes". we got married. he started school. we had noah. i became a mom. he became an artist. we moved to pa. he became a grad student. then came asher and i became the mom of 2. we moved back to utah. he became a teacher. me? the mom of three. we are happy. we are blessed.
Children are made readers on the laps of their parents. - Emily Buchwald