Oh my goodness! I'm so sick and tired of my own grouchiness that I about unsubscribed to my own Blog Feed.

I hope you were kind enough to stick around even though I don't think I've written anything uplifting or non-ranting in a long time.

After surgery, I was surprised at how much worse I felt than I had expected to. Then, my entire family (even extended family) caught the stomach flu. Kids puking, grouchy husband, and my own fevers to boot... I missed sleeping in my own bed (I've been sleeping on the couch downstairs to avoid middle of the night body slams from heavy toddlers) and I was so sad as disappointed that we had to cancel a trip to Shane's family and go to the Eastern Idaho State Fair (it's a yearly tradition). All this, combined with a huge case of cabin fever left me with no patience and a fuse shorter than a tooth pick.

Usually I can shake it off and not be so quick to be offended.
So, that being said, I am sorry for my outburst. As if you all don't have enough stress in your lives. People actually with real problems. When in all honesty... Call me un-American. I really could NOT care less what you think about me.

So, I'm done. (Sigh of relief)

In other news:

Noah has been outgrowing his crib at an alarming speed. That kid is as rambunctious (no idea how to spell that word) in his sleep as he is when he is awake.

I think the cheapy crib mattress mixed with not enough room is what is making him wake up in the middle of the night and want to sleep with me.

So tonight we moved our queen sized quest bed (my bed pre-marraige) to his room. Cleaned out his toys and gave him a big boy room.

To start his first night off as a big boy we said prayers kneeling next to his bed. I usually will hold him during prayers before I lay him down. But now that he has a big bed, we kneeled down next to it and folded our arms.

And here is the BEST part:

Shane dictated a very simple, single word after single word prayers, and my little man who can't say even a single FULL word (other than Go) mimicked his Daddy and said his own bedtime prayer for the first time!!

Oh my word!! I knelt there with my eyes closed and my arms folded and I think my heart exploded bigger than the house.

He couldn't say the entire words. But he copied his Daddy the best he could and it was the most perfect thing I have ever heard!

We said Amen and I looked at Shane and we laughed. It was wonderful!



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