A little update now and then never hurt, eh?

My big 4-year old, working hard on her letters


Well, well, well, it's been quiet around here lately, hasn't it?

Seems I have plenty of time to keep up with all of the blogs on my rss feed, and YET, each time I think of updating my own blog, I think of a million other things I could/ should be doing. Like now? I should be assembling baby announcements to be mailed tomorrow, and making rice pudding. Priorities, priorities; I know.

In case you were wondering, that matryoshka doll pictured in the previous post was a gift from a friend. It's actually an adorable set of measuring cups!

Several of the inhabitants of this home are fighting a bug. Job's been bitten the hardest, with V. running second. S. has been overtaken with a sensational irritability that seems more related with her "being two" than any conspicuous illness. Boy, does she know how to BELLOW. That's the only way I can describe her way of crying: BELLOWING. Deep, low, gutsy BELLOWS that probably echo throughout our neighborhood. If you know S. in real life, you'd probably never guess she could throw such a tantrum, but don't let that cute, big-eyed sweetness fool you. As I always say, never trust the shy ones-- they're always the craziest! :D hehe.

And, after the cleaning/ organizing tirade earlier this month, I've enjoyed the order, yet have experienced a bit of relapse. Oh well. Three steps forward, two steps back. That seems to be the rule of thumb in my life. I don't think I'll ever be able to change that, so I'm only now learning how to appreciate ANY improvement instead of griping about my inability to succeed, succeed, succeed, in impressive leaps and bounds. I once came across a saying about how Satan laughs at the person who takes a hatchet and plans to chop down the whole forest in a day, yet trembles at the person who is prepared to work slowly, steadfastly, carefully over a long period of time.

Sicknesses aside, everyone in the family is doing fairly well. Little J. is SUCH a sweet and mellow boy. He is so very loved! And, he is a chunk! We're looking forward to his baptism next month. Being a mom of three is a lot of hard work, even with a super-mellow baby. Only now am I starting to wonder how moms of more than three do it. Seriously. I look at my three, and I think: some moms have double this, or triple! Incredible. Hats off! Then again, I've also heard that "once you have three, anything beyond isn't much different." Hahaha :)

Lastly, our dear cat Midnight is no longer with us. She was last seen about 2 weeks before J. was born (so, early May). It's very sad. We don't know where she is; if she got "adopted" by another family in the neighborhood, or if she died somehow. We miss her a lot, especially now that we realize she probably isn't coming back at all. Poor Midi. :(

I don't mean to leave on a Debbie Downer note, especially since things really are going well for us, all things considered. Thanks be to God, for all things! I hope you are well.