Dinosaur Polar Bear

Today I met a Dinosaur Polar Bear. Perhaps you have never heard of one. He is a very elusive creature. Freshly bathed and snuggled in new jammies (which, by complete coincidence, have a polar bear on them), he stalks the bedclothes in search of victims in the quickly disappearing moments before bed time. He blends in, letting out only the occasional giggle to strike fear into the hearts of those he stalks, then pounces with an impressive "Raaaaaawwwwr!", leaving his helpless pray unable to defend themselves due to a horrible case of the giggles! He then informs the one he has pounced upon that "You can't get away from me, Mommy! I have big teeth!"

Vicious he is indeed until bedtime is announced, at which time he wraps his arms around Mommy and Baby Brother, planting messy kisses on both, before he leaps down and follows Daddy (on all fours I might add, feet and hands both flat on the floor) down the hall to his room. Dinosaur Polar Bears then relish in a story and prayers before wrapping Daddy up in an equally fierce hug and kiss and bidding him goodnight. 

*sigh* All is well in my home this night.

Pink In A House Of Blue

So, I have changed things. I feel I have entered a new era in my life and I think that should be reflected in my blog as well. I plan on completely revamping it...yet again...and I am in desperate need of a better header, but for now I have just changed the name. While keeping the "Letters Arranged Into Words" theme, I am now Pink In A House Of Blue. I think it's appropriate. After all, that is exactly what I am as of now. And I'm quite enjoying it.

So, don't be surprised to see things change up a bit as I decide what I want to do. I hope you enjoy my new journeys as much as I am sure I will enjoy having them. (Most of them anyways.)

A Stranger In A Strange Land

Every once in awhile I find myself looking around and feeling like I'm on some strange planet filled with testosterone driven goofballs. Life with boys is so different from life with even just one other female (human) in the house. I'm forever tripping on toy trains, socks, shoes, power shovels...I live on a pure blue planet. :0)

Please don't mistake me, I like it. I love it actually, but there are days that I just don't get it. For example, we came home from the store the other day and the first thing Parker did was unbutton his jeans and start to take them off. When I asked him what in the world he was doing he told me he was taking his pants off "just like Daddy". Yes, Daddy does frequently run around in his boxers at home for comfort. A guy thing I am sure (though I myself am usually in PJ pants at home), and one that Parker has now picked up on.

I had to laugh.