I haven't fallen of the face of the Earth. I haven't even been close to the edge. I have just been busy. Not the maniacally-go-as-fast-as-you-can-as-long-as-you-can kind of busy. Just the steadily-moving-forward-but-having-fun kind of busy. Since I last posted I have tilled and planted the vegetable garden, planted and mulched a flower bed, mulched our blueberry bushes and mowed two HUGE yards a few times. We have had good school weeks and the count down has begun...only four weeks to go. We spent a night singing over at Uncle Logan's and Aunt Roberta's house. I spent a day down with a migrane, made it though another night shift, and bought a new printer.
Our biggest news is that we now have a 10 year old in the house. Ten years ago yesterday, I was blessed to hold my baby girl - a blessing I had decided would never be mine. She has been a joy to raise. I love teaching her and learning from her. I love watching her independence develop, and I love when she needs me. I delight in watching her care for her little brother. Mostly, I love being with her. Our time with her in our home is probably halfway spent, but I am not overly saddened by that thought. I like who she is as a girl, I am excited to see who she will become as a young lady, and I look forward to the day I can count her as my friend. Happy Birthday, doodle bug. I love you.