I've decided I'm not a good writer. In fact, when I re-read my posts before I publish them, I shudder. It's like nails on a chalkboard, but honestly, I really do the best I can. Sniff. So, it is for this reason that I cannot post very often. I also attribute my sporadic posts to being completely overwhelmed with the minutia of my life that I become brain dead thinking of what to write! If only I could be so clever as some of the other bloggers out there. Alas, it's just me, trying to keep everyone apprised of what we are up to, so suffer through it along with me.
AT ANY RATE- here's some cute things that happened this week:
One night, after putting Max to bed, Dustin heard a loud crash followed by sobbing. He went in to Max's room to find the little guy on the floor with the dresser on top of him. While trying to help him up, Max went through a very long story- accompanied with finger movements- to illustrate just what had happened. It came out like this through the sobs: "needed my water on top of the dresser...pulled out my drawers...climbed up drawers...dresser fell on me" He wasn't hurt so it was really easy to laugh at! I can just picture him climbing the drawers and the look on hius face when he realized the dresser was falling backwards. Oh man, I'm tearing up just thinking about it.
Max got some dr. Seuss books this week, so Dustin offered to read bed time stories while I tried to settle Sammy. Once I was done with Sam, I brought him in to lay with Max for their bed time story. He promptly fell asleep beside Max, and Max just let him snuggle against his cheek. It was the sweetest thing I have ever seen. I love that the boys love each other!
Sorry, that is all I have time for. Sammy is crying his face off, because he is still trying to get better from that surgery. Poor little guy. Besides, Max needs his daily ration of cop-corn.

