for the love of love

I just read my cousin's blog about preteen love, and oh don't you just want to wince at the thought of the young and the innocent- but yet however my two girls are sitting entranced in front of the tv watching a Barbie movie about Princess and dashing heros, and all sorts of brave deeds. I have however grew up with 2 brothers- if you wanted to play then you had better be ready to get Barbie in the fort with Hulk Hogan and GI Joe, there was always a battle going on, no time for balls and dancing. But never fear i can spot a romantic twist to any plot my current fave of the moment is the Ghost Whisperer-- can she find true love with her husband ghost (trapped in another mans' body who has amnesia? CAN SHE???? I have always had a thing for the Romantic English countyyside, the wide misty moors (Mr. Darby and MIss Bennett like)( don't you all just want to cozy up and watch the terribly awkward Pride and Prejudice?) and the oh so proper rules. Big Sigh.

the daredevil princess

When you dream about the types of children you would like to have, their characteristics, looks, interests, everything about them that you think is typical or desirable or normal, it is quite the eye- opener when you have them. My two girls are constantly amazing me, my oldest Ava is the consummate girly- girl, everything is princess or ballerina or as close as she can get it. She loves to have her fingernails painted and in the summer her toenails, so we can have tea parties in the swimming pool. Now when her daddy is around, she is willing to get into the muck (in her pink rubber boots), but she would rather pet the dogs than wash them, smell the flowers rather than dig out the hole; however, she has even taught me a thing about being a girl (like always always always have lipgloss somewhere near by) apparently I did not study my girl guide in depth enough.

My youngest daughter Sophia, is a complete mess, a girly- girl that forgets and goes completely tomboy in a minute, especially if it involves dogs and digging in the dirt. Just the other day, we were hiking on some trails at Elachee and the girls had put on lipgloss before we headed out, well Darin decided to do the trail with a HUGE suspenison bridge acrooss it, it is a beautiful trail for those who live close around here. Anyhow, we come across this area of sunken ground, I don't know how deep it was but when Darin jumped down into it (of course) the top was about a foot above his arms stretched up. So Ava goes over to check on him (Daddy's girl) and does not care for the distance and back s up, Sophie on the other hand runs to the edge (my heart stopping here) and she justs jumps (no lie)Luckily, (LUCKILY!) Darin was still there paying attention and catches her. Ava not to be left out joins them MUCH more carefully.

SO after that fun incident we finally make it to the suspension bridge and wouldn't you just know who takes off running over it first. Sophie. Running across it as if it is no more than 5 feet in the air, Darin once again must go chasing her to insure she does not do one of her rapid about face turns and fall off the bridge. We love her. We really do, there is no placidness about her, she loves adventure and any new experience. Please pray for us, her,us!

oooh I am a blogger!

I have decided that since I am about to turn another year older, that I should get some sort of organization to my thoughts! Okay to be real-- at least write my thoughts.

I could say a lot right now, but I think I am going to savor the moment of being a blogger for now, plus my dryer timer is going off!