Bored

The house is quiet. Nothing worth watching is on TV between now and 11. I like Seinfeld. I can't sleep when my husband is gone. Are other wives like that? It's just been one of those days. I feel kind of blah. So, I thought I would blog again.

Blogging is kind of weird to me and stranger still that I'm doing it. I don't have an incredible hobby to share like my friend Jennifer Stewart. She is so talented. Still, I'm finding putting my thoughts out there strangely comforting. Kind of like talking to my mom even though she's not responding immediately. Maybe I've lost my mind. Just kidding. Although, my mom always said insanity is inherited from kids. I thought she was giving us a hard time. Now, as a mom, I know she was telling us the truth!

Speaking of my kids, I have 4. Peter is our oldest. He's 7. He's into video games, baseball, and Legos. He accepted Christ as his savior about a year and a half ago. I love watching God work in his heart and seeing him "get it." He has these incredible moments of epiphany and I know he's growing spiritually.

Nicolas is our wonderful second son who will be 6 in August. He is our creative, enthusiastic, sensory challenged, somewhere on the autism spectrum kid. I can't imagine our life without him. Our home would be way too quiet and lacking in imaginative spirit and joy.

Adam is almost 4. I haven't quite figured him out. He is such a laid back kid, but not complacent. He actually gets kind of mouthy and talks back frequently. He has such a servant's heart, though. And, since the time he was really little, loves dolphins, sharks, and other marine life. We need to move closer to the beach. (If my dad reads this blog, he will totally agree. They live in SC.)

Caroline...sweet Caroline...come on sing with me! No, we didn't name her for the song. I could write an entire blog entry just about her; why we call her princess (Peter's princess, at that), being Daddy's girl, and all the other wonderful things that come as a result of being the baby of the family after 3 boys. Let me clarify that...3 generations of boys!

More later, I suppose. Seinfeld should be on now.