I had been so good at maintaining this thing and it fell apart.

It's still winter here.

next week will mark 6 months of snow and the weather isn't cooperating.  april is supposed to be the month of the melt - but this year, it is the month of record snowfall (1929).  It's not bad, as in it is still warm enough for all of us to bundle up and play outside.  Still, it's disheartening when you see about 6 inches of new snow when everyone else is celebrating spring.

Speaking of spring, I really want to start a garden this year.  I've done a decent job keeping my indoor plants alive (although I did almost kill them, I brought it back from the brink which is sadly giving me more hope about my gardening skills)

I was notified by an email from the command that paul will be deployed next year.  Horrible as it sounds, I wish I had not known.  The last two times he deployed I only had 3 weeks notice but this time I will be a nervous wreck for about a year.  It was so much easier for me when I had to buckle up and deal with it because there simply was not enough time to worry.  This time it just simply stews in my mind.  I think about it everyday and I know I would be thinking about it until it happens.

  I'll be thinking about it all summer.  :( 

forgot. again.

yesterday was our wedding anniversary. 

we forgot together again.  :)  this year, we didn't forget to try not to forget though. 

paul says, "remember the alamo!"

moo: here, I know you want the sprinkle doughnut so I'll let you have it.
zilla: how about two halves mom?
moo: hm?
zilla: let's do two halves.

as a parent who never forced their child to share, I am proud of my boy!

It's MARCH!  the thaw is on it's way! 

the weather now is nice enough for all of us to go outside for an extended period of time now.  We spent about 30 minutes outside. 

March.  we were married in march.  He's been home for only 4 of the 7 years we've been married (counting this year) - and those 4 years have been spent mostly forgetting our anniversary together.  ;)  I wouldn't have it any other way.

Gosh, it also means that we've been living here in alaska for a year now.  It's kind of weird to think that a year ago, paul was still deployed.  It makes me really sad that this year has gone by so fast.  We have another year left.  what's in store for us?  no sure yet.  Paul will be due for reenlistment as our tour in alaska ends.  It's an exciting time for all of us.

That "the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil" does not condemn earning a big paycheck, only liberalism does. It tells us that a large pile of money is pretty much evil, all by itself.

interesting thought, considering paul and I have always wanted to get rich to help those who are in need.

My perfect job would be to becoming an IBCLC and have a private practice (to make the money HAHA!) and devote my time few days a week to help teen mothers successfully breastfeed.  I also want to have a community garden to feed the poor as well as promoting urban gardening in their own communities.

sick...

I hate it when illness creeps up on you and you don't know you're sick  until some subtle sign appears.

Now I am pretty sure we are having a stomach flu of some sort, from the fussiness and now three of us are having potty issues at the same time.

I know that paul probably brought it home because he was having potty issues.  unfortunately that doesn't mean anything.  he has the type of metabolism that makes going 4 times a day a normal thing. 

we blamed it on the chili.

now zilla tells me that he can't have too much chili or oranges or he'll have 'bad poopoo'.  I told him that germs are what made us sick.  I really love this age.  I can't wait till bean starts to talk.

zilla hands me er... 'pre-loved' beet chips.

zilla: mama I want you to eat this.
me: no.  please go put that in the trash.
zilla: no.  I don't want to put it in the trash.  it tastes good.  I want you to eat it.

he puts it in my hand and closes my hand ever so slowly as if to protect the blob of purplish red.