Tired

I'm tired of blogging.  Can you tell?

Actually, it's not that I don't want/like to keep up our blog so our family (1200 miles away) can keep up-to-date with Gabe's doings; it's just a couple of things make it inconvenient. For starters, it's like a billion degrees below zero here.  Ok. That is an extreme exaggeration. In fact, it's been pretty warm the last couple of days (minus my 7-mile run on Saturday morning when I was considering using imaginations of face frost-bite as an excuse to not run).  However, it's been chilly enough that I don't really let Gabe play outside. And, I hate inside pictures. Especially since I've already photographed Gabe in every nook and cranny in our home.  I would much rather take pictures outside.  And, since I don't ever want to post something on the blog without a picture, I figure it's easier to delay posting until the spring months.

 Also, another picture problem: my pictures are piling up on the new camera I got for Christmas.  I used to just download them every few days onto my computer in a separate file for each month.  They were organized enough for me to find them quickly and effortlessly to accompany one of the silly blog posts. But, my computer has all but bit the dust, and I'm too scared to save any more pictures onto it, afraid that one day - Bam! - and that's the last I see of them.  So, I hurriedly saved every last picture onto discs. I have been using Phil's computer, but it's inconvenient because it won't hold a charge for even a millisecond (this time I'm not exaggerating), so I'll be in the middle of typing something and Gabe will stumble across the cord, pulling it out of the computer, and - Bam! - everything's gone.

Ok. Blogging rant over.  Here's Gabe today:

I really wanted to get a picture of him in front of his artwork on our white board, but the only time he would hold still enough for me to get a picture (another picture problem lately) was when he was drinking. Also, on the subject of drinking, and out of curiosity, is it normal for a 1-year-old to go through a gallon of milk every 2.5 days? It might be, but I feel like that's a whole lot of milk.

Gabe and I have been hanging out a LOT at home lately.  Well, at least when we're not at exercise group or Walmart.  Phil's been at the library a LOT LOT (even more than we're at home), so we've had home all to ourselves (i.e. it gets kind of messy. i.e.e. no pictures inside).  Gabe likes to push his giant teddy bear around in the laundry basket.

And, he enjoys trying on my ear warmer (side not: he put this on all by himself).

And, he likes reading Frank Was A Monster Who Wanted To Dance. I felt silly taking it to church today, especially since one of the pages is a picture of a monster brain flopped out on a floor and I'm pretty sure it's not the type of thing your pew neighbors want to be looking at while the Sacrament is being passed, but it really does calm him down.

I've been working on an activity book and I'm in way over my head.  The friend that's doing one along with me, is way farther and hers looks way better than mine, but here is a preview.  None of the pages are finished, so have an open mind please:

So, I don't know why, but I wasn't able to rotate any of the pictures above. Despite how slow I am at working on this book, it really is a lot of fun, and it's forcing me to learn more about sewing.

Anyways, life is good, and the weather is warming up...so, more blog posts to come (for those of you who even care:))