I know, I've turned in to a weak sauce blogger.
Oh well.
I guess I'm just trying to decide if I really enjoy blogging anymore. I don't really know what I enjoy anymore. Is that crazy? I've started like 4 different novels in the past two weeks, and can't get into any of them. If I don't even like reading anymore, I've really lost my self.
Anyway . . .
I've been loving all of Ben's time off. We have so much fun together as a little family of three. We enjoyed all our Christmas travels. Spent plenty of time with both families and saw two-thirds of each of our siblings. I'd call that a success.
The best part of our Christmas break tho, was Christmas morning. We were at my parents house, and Reid woke up shouting right on cue -- which is 6:00 am (have I mentioned he's a morning baby?). Well, in Utah it is still dark during Reid's wake up hour. So I quickly snatched him out of his pack and play and plopped him in bed with Ben and I. I could usually get him to snuggle, and maybe even go back to sleep, for an additional 30 minutes, stretching out our sleep hours till 6:30 am. Christmas morning he just wasn't in the mood to snuggle. It was as if he knew a jolly ol' Saint Nicholas had visited during the wee hours of the morning.
Instead of snuggles and extra sleep, I was covered in kisses!
And after Reid slobbered me with half a dozen smooches, he crawled over to his dad's side of the bed, whacked him in the face a couple times (to find his mouth, I'm sure) and dove in for some bearded kisses. It completely melted my heart.
Oh well.
I guess I'm just trying to decide if I really enjoy blogging anymore. I don't really know what I enjoy anymore. Is that crazy? I've started like 4 different novels in the past two weeks, and can't get into any of them. If I don't even like reading anymore, I've really lost my self.
Anyway . . .
I've been loving all of Ben's time off. We have so much fun together as a little family of three. We enjoyed all our Christmas travels. Spent plenty of time with both families and saw two-thirds of each of our siblings. I'd call that a success.
The best part of our Christmas break tho, was Christmas morning. We were at my parents house, and Reid woke up shouting right on cue -- which is 6:00 am (have I mentioned he's a morning baby?). Well, in Utah it is still dark during Reid's wake up hour. So I quickly snatched him out of his pack and play and plopped him in bed with Ben and I. I could usually get him to snuggle, and maybe even go back to sleep, for an additional 30 minutes, stretching out our sleep hours till 6:30 am. Christmas morning he just wasn't in the mood to snuggle. It was as if he knew a jolly ol' Saint Nicholas had visited during the wee hours of the morning.
Instead of snuggles and extra sleep, I was covered in kisses!
And after Reid slobbered me with half a dozen smooches, he crawled over to his dad's side of the bed, whacked him in the face a couple times (to find his mouth, I'm sure) and dove in for some bearded kisses. It completely melted my heart.
3 comments:
He does know how to melt hearts -- that boy! Missing you, one and all. Happy New Year.
Dad
He is so cute! I love his curls in his hair.
Missing our little boo bear!! And his mom and dad! Loss of interest??? Hmmm, perhaps it is time to learn a new hobby. Love ya and miss you all!
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