Have I Ever Mentioned That I Love Sunsets?

The Things You Do For Love

My baby is head over heals IN LOVE with Corbin Bleu. She talks about him on a daily basis. She has his pictures on her wall. She wants Corbin Bleu wallpaper, bedding, pillows, etc., etc. He is an actor and a singer. He is 19. He was born the year I graduated from High School. His father is black and his mother is white. She say's that makes him Tan. And he was here Thursday night. At the fair. So what is a mother to do? Well, even though I had to be to work at 4am the next morning, I took my baby girl to the fair to see her true love. And let me tell you. It was SOOOOOO worth losing sleep over. She was so excited and had so much fun. She was screaming and dancing and jumping up and down. And when she turned and told me thank you and that she loved me, it totally made my night. I was glad that I was able to share her first concert experience with her. She will remember this night for the rest of her life. I snapped some photos, but didn't get any really good ones. We started out sitting in the grandstands and made our way down to the area in front of the stage. We could only catch glimpses of him through the crowd of people but at least we were close to him. And my dang camera kept focusing on people's hair instead of him so I just had to hold my camera above my head and snap aimlessly and hope for the best. And I seriously need a telephoto lens. I was a bit peeved that people around me were getting better close up shots of him on their cell phones than I was with my expensive digital SLR camera. But I need to win the lottery before I can afford one of those babies. Anyhoo, here are a few snapshots of Emily's big night with Corbin Bleu.

Watching for Corbin through the binoculars

After he made is entrance. She was so excited!!

Our view from the grandstands

Down on the ground

Emily sang and danced the whole time

Corbin sang and danced the whole time

I think he was singing a ballad here

This was his encore song

He climbed this thing right next to us

Not focused good, but I did my best in a hurry.

Random Fact

My sweet baby girl sings in the shower every day. It's just the cutest darn thing. Sometimes she makes up her own songs. And sometimes she changes the melody of a popular song. One of those that when you hear it, you know it seems familiar but can't quite place it until you realize that you know the words, just not the new melody. Today she was singing Honey, Honey by Abba. Ever since we went to see Mamma Mia, my girls have all become huge ABBA fans. They already knew some of their songs, but the movie made them aware of so many more.

Summer Storm

We had a pretty good dust storm come through the other day. It started out looking like this.

It was very windy and dusty. I thought it was going to blow my fence down.

And then it blew over and turned into this.

I love how the weather can go from one extreme to another.

Mother Nature at her finest.

Random Photos

Simply Irresistible

They are 5 weeks old now

Don't you wish you could be this lazy and comfortable

With no cares in the world. Just eating and sleeping and playing.

Flyboy gave them a little taste of pot roast and they loved it. The little scavengers.

Oh, you are so cute......yes, you are!

They are so cute and precious. They love to give puppy kisses and be snuggled.

How can you resist??

Why Bother?

Do you ever just feel like you absolutely don't want to do anything? Anything at all? I have those days quite often. It's not a lazy sort of feeling. It's a "why bother" sort of feeling. Why bother disciplining my children when it's a daily thing and if they haven't learned the rules by now......why bother??? Why should I do my dishes when they are just going to pile up again? It is so much easier using paper plates. Then I don't have to listen to my kids argue over who's turn it is to do the dishes. So why bother? Why should I wash the clothes and towels when they are just going to end up on the floor anyways because nobody knows how to put them away properly. Why bother? Why put the roll of toilet paper on the roll because it always ends up falling in the toilet, getting wet, and sitting on the edge of the counter. But NOBODY EVER knows who did it and how it got there. Why bother? Why bother having garbage cans in every room of the house when nobody knows how to use them? I swear, I pick up enough used tissues and torn paper and Popsicle wrappers to fill a dumpster on a daily basis. Why bother? Do you get the feeling that I am feeling a bit frustrated right now? I know I wasn't a perfect child by any means, and I made my share of messes and had my lazy moments. But I also know that when I was disciplined by my parents about doing something wrong, it made me feel bad. And I learned from it. My children can't seem to grasp that concept. What am I doing wrong? I go over the same teachings every single solitary day about how to pick up after themselves. How to put the laundry away. How to actually take the initiative to help out around the house. Because we ALL live here and we are ALL responsible for taking care of it. But I swear they tune me out when I am talking to them about it. You can see their eyes glaze over and zone out. And then when I ask them about something, they can never remember me talking to them about it. Am I the only one that has this problem with their kids??? Please tell me I'm not. Please, oh please tell me I'm not. I just don't know how to get them to appreciate and care and most importantly, to have respect for ME and what I have to say to them. I can't understand where I went wrong in my teachings. I just get to the point that I lock myself in my room because I don't know what to do. Why bother?