Shawna's little piece of the Internet pie...: July 2009

I know… I know…. I did not catch the house on fire. I did not spontaneously combust or anything like that. What I’ve been thinking about is journaling. I went to one of the forums, can’t exactly recall which one right at this second. But one of the threads they had in the forum is about journaling. The whole point was to ask a question and get you thinking. Like “What was your first childhood memory?” or “Where do you like to go with your dad and why?”, “What is your favorite food and why?” See its got you thinking too. When we were at Mom and Dad’s this summer I loaded a Creative Keepsakes journaling program onto my computer to try to help push me along in the journaling process. I think this might even be good for just everyday journaling. Just some prompts to get cha goin’.

So here goes: 1st question is (drum roll please): Tell me about your dream home. (Oh, thats a good one, Derrick and I have been talking about this for a while. Dream building!) What does it look like? How big is it? How many bedrooms? Where is it located? What color is it? What style is it? What is your favorite feature of this house? What is your favorite room in this house? Is it old or new?

That gives you something to think about. Hmmmm…. Let me know if you journaled about that.

Willard has been in NM all summer. It sure has been quiet without him here. And I must add that the laundry pile is not near as big. I did not know that 1 person made such a difference, but it does. We are meeting the WHOLE, well almost whole family in Northern NM to ride the train. Can hardly wait. Wooo! Wooo! Can hardly wait to see what Preston thinks about that.

Speaking of Preston, TODAY is his 3rd birthday. Happy Birthday Preston. Gosh, it is so hard to believe he is already 3. He is such a good boy and really smart too. The other night we had already put him to bed and his habit is to say. “I want a drink of water.” He will just keep at it until you get up and get him a drink of water. Well Derrick was back in our room reading and Preston was calling daddy. “Daddy come here. Daddy I said come here!” Out of the mouth of babes right…. Anyhow, Derrick out of frustration gets up, to give him a friendly tap on the rear to reiterate his need to go to bed. Well when Derrick walks in the room and turns on the light, Preston is sitting strait up in bed holding out his thumb like a hitchhiker and says “bugger”. I asked Derrick what he did with that after I picked myself up off the floor from laughing. He said “I wiped the bugger off and told him to lay down and go to sleep.”

Opening presents is serious business, ya’ll. I don’t think the look on his face hardly changed at all. All business!!

He’'s a Thomas the Tank Engine FREAK!!!! Still, after like a year and a half or so, he can’t get enough. Loves, loves, loves them. Cousin Dominic checking out the goods. I promise they really did have fun. You couldn’t tell it by their faces though.