He certainly thinks he's Mr. Clever!



List the components of your perfect day... (this one is so much fun and will change often, but this is what a perfect day for me would be right now.)
I guess that's enough for now. As I was thinking about my perfect day, I thought of so many other "perfect" days that I could have. I suppose that if I can't have it all in one day, I can make some of it happen over several days. Maybe not it Scotland...

Here's my boys, not on Arthur's Seat, but in Grandma and Grandpa's backyard. They're both making funny sounds with their lips.
So we were out for a walk this evening - off to Felony Park as I like to call it (that's another story). As we were walking along, I was pointing out the flowers, the dogs, the birds, the trees. Suddenly it hit me, Jude is going to have to learn the difference between trees, bushes, shrubs, hedges, plants - what the heck?!!? Who teaches children these things? Am I expected to try to explain the difference to him? This parenting thing is not for pansies! (Now a pansy is a flower, it's different from a daisy or a rose, I'm not sure how to explain it, but trust me, they are different - I should know, I've had a child!)
Sunday was a glorious day in the midst of cloudy, cool weather. We took in the free concert at the amphitheater - it was pretty cool - it was a Sly and the Family Stone cover band. Jude chose that time to wander, dance, flirt, charm and impress on lookers. He also stood for the longest he'd ever stood on his own. Since then, he's been working on the standing thing more and more and just a while ago, he actually stood up on his own from sitting! It's exciting, but also sad as the milestones approach, are conquered and quickly forgotten. He's just growing and changing so much. He's talking a lot too and actually communicating quite well. We are proud...
I am thankful that I made it through that last bout, emerging into the light with renewed joy and not purpose, but resolve. I made some decisions and I'm actually working on following through with those decisions. More to follow on that in the days ahead. I believe that God can "heal" me of depression. I'm not convinced yet that He wants to or that I want Him to. Whether that's something wrong with me, or He has a purpose yet for it remains to be seen.
Jude and I - I love being a Mom
The creepy balloon - here it is at the bottom of the stairs, when I put Jude down for a nap about a half an hour ago, it was upstairs!