Events from the past two weeks:

10 year anniversary! Hot dog I am a blessed and lucky lady. I married one fine man. We got our first night away together, just the two of us since Frank was born. It was a perfect 24 hours.

***

Ford: Well, after a mini-momma meltdown concerning his disinterest in making eye contact, I have decided that he is awesome and perfect and that I am crazy....certifiably. I put waaay to much energy in worrying about these boys. I worry constantly. I am showing them enough love? Am I too hard on Frank? Do I play enough with Ford? Maybe I should be teaching them more? Am I too lenient with Frank? Maybe I should have a plan for Frank's school by now? Maybe we should throw out the television? Do I feed them healthy enough meals? Should Frank know how to hold a crayon by now? How can I protect them from every possible disease? How can I convince them to love the outdoors and become farmers so that I can one day retire on a farm and finally fullifill my dreams? I am trying to embrace and memorize: Matthew 6: 34

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."

but this one does not come easy to me. Ford, of course is perfectly made. He has started to sit up on his own. He can get about a minute or so in before he falls over. He is raking and grabbing everything he can. He is even getting up on his knees and launching himself to get at the toys he wants. LaLa gave him his first rice cereal last week. Sadly, now he has not pooped in 12 days - we are hoping for some sort of atomic bomb sized poop any second now. As Poppee put it: "holding him is like playing hot potato."

***

I switched Angus to diet dog food because he is much too fat. He has thrown up the past 3 days.

***

Frank has now passed his Guppy level swimming lessons and has graduated to become a Goldfish. Let me just summarize here: The Houston Swim Club rocks. I have never seen anything like it. My son, who has hated water in his face and eyes and ears for 3 1/2 years - now jumps in, goes under water to retrieve rings, floats on his back and puts his face in and under the water repeatedly. I would not have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. And praise the Lord, i never even had to put a swimsuit on!

***

I have started showering less. Just can't get it into the schedule everyday.

***

As I write this, I have been worrying a bit about Ford again. He has begun sticking his tongue out and chewing it on the right side repeatedly. It makes him look a bit "special." Back to Matthew 6.