Mama, why do we have eyebrows?

We were sitting on the floor playing Lego's, and Blake walks up to me, and says:

Blake:  Mama, why do we have eyebrows?  Is it so we can go like this ( he started moving his eyebrows really fast up an down making an excited face and then a frowning face over and over again)

Me: HAHAHAHA Thats probably one reason (as tears come out of my eyes from laughing so hard)

Blake:  What are the other reasons? (acting all serious)

Me:  Well, I am not really sure... Maybe we should ask Daddy when he gets home (thinking Kyle would get a kick out of the question.)

Blake:  Can't you just BING it, I want to know now.

Me:  (SHOCKED)  Sure, go get me the ipad.


First of all... BING IT?  He actually knows what a search engine is?  I must use that phrase more then I thought HAHA, and second, I cant believe he is starting to ask questions that I don't know the answer to.  I wonder what he will come up with next!

FYI, the reason we have eyebrows:

As we evolved and lost most of the thick hair on our bodies, why did we keep that little bit over the eyes?
Scientists aren't entirely sure why we kept this hair, but they have a pretty good guess. We know that eyebrows help keep moisture out of our eyes when we sweat or walk around in the rain. The arch shape diverts the rain or sweat around to the sides of our face, keeping our eyes relatively dry. The most obvious advantage of this is that it lets us see clearly when we're sweating a lot or out in the rain. Without eyebrows, getting around in these conditions is a little more difficult. The shape of your brow itself diverts a certain amount of moisture, but eyebrows make a significant difference in your ability to see. Diverting the sweat away is also good because the salt in sweat irritates the eyes, making them sting a little.

Frumpy Housewife Vs. Domestic Engineer

I don't know if what I am going through is normal, or if I am experiencing something that is out of the ordinary, but however I categorize it, it's just a rut.  I feel frumpy, tired, hot, and I am tired of watching Little Bear and Bubble Guppies. I love talking to my kids, but am in desperate need of an adult convocation without being interrupted by the babes, and maybe something to do where I can actually do my hair and makeup... If I can actually find my makeup.  I feel like I have kind of become a bit of a hermit.  I do go out, but only to my parents or in laws, the park with the kids
and to the grocery store, but believe me... I don't dress up for that.  Yoga pants and a tee-shirt with my hair in a pony t ail has been my ensemble of choice.    I need to get out of this...find a reason, or even the time to work out, take the kids someplace new, or maybe plan  a date night with my husband??

I have realized that there isn't much difference between what I wear during the day and what I wear to bed... I don't watch soaps operas yet, but I can see that in my near future with Bon-bons if I don't get my butt in gear soon.   What am I doing to myself?  Why do I not have any desire to feel or act like a woman, but instead, a frumpy old housewife?  I need to find some balance between caring for my children (which I believe I do very well) and caring for myself (which I do very poorly).

A woman that I used to work with years ago told me something that has always stuck with me, but I obviously don't follow.  She said " you need to take care of yourself first, your husband second, and your children last because if you don't feel good about yourself, then you can't fully give yourself to your husband and that wont make a stable environment for your children"  I think that she got it from a book that she was reading, and I thought that she was nuts at the time... your children always come first right?  I am beginning to see what she was talking about.  My husband, bless his heart loves me no matter what, but I recognize that I need to start loving me more, and making more of an effort for me... somehow, with the little itty bitty time that I have :)  Otherwise, I am going to be sitting on the couch, watching days of our lives in my bathrobe and drinking a beer.

We all need to get out of the house, and do something new or things are going to get destroyed!  

Running Around With 3!!!

My friend, Carissa, whom I used to work with, has a little 6 month old boy that I got to spend some time with last Tuesday. Boy, was I sure busy!  No one really slept at the same time, no one eats the same food, 2 are in diapers, and no one sits in the same chairs HAHA, but one thing that all boys have in common... they all like to grab at each other and lay on each other!  These boys sure had fun, but let me tell you... Two babies are as many babies that I am going to birth out of this body.  I loved watching little Carson, and also being able to give him back to his Mama :)  I look forward to more visits in the future!!!

Blake kept asking me if Baby Carson was OUR baby, and I told him no, and that he was just visiting, and then Blake said...well, he can stay if he wants to :)

They were very interested in Carson... Luke didn't want anything to do with the activity center when he was that age, but now that Carson is in it, he wont get off it!

wont stop touching Carson!  Luke just rolled all over him, and Carson was a champ!

Luke totally passed out!!

Weekend in Anacortes

We spent the weekend in Anacortes for the Samish annual meeting.  Monty took the kids up with him so that Kyle and I could attend Dawns Celebration of Life, and then we headed up to meet up with everyone.  Anacortes is such a beautiful place, and the kids really like it there!  We had fun on Saturday playing in the pool!

Luke has this little sleep monster inside him that goes crazy when we are not at home... he sleeps HORRIBLY!!  Lets just say that it was a restless night!

The annual meeting is pretty serious, and not really a place for little ones, so while Kyle listens to the business, the kids and I go play outside!  Mind you, that it was 95 degrees that day!  Lots of sunscreen, but you cant really go wrong when you are playing on the Puget Sound!

eating rocks... AGAIN!

Playing in the tide pools

Our little curious man!

Saying Goodbye To A Fabulous Woman

50... That is how old my aunt Dawn was when Pancreatic Cancer took her life... She never got to have grandchildren, she never attended her child's wedding, and she never collected on her retirement.  She did, however, live a full life with so much love and joy, and I will not be able to sum it up in words.

On Saturday, we all gathered on the sound to pay tribute to a fantastic woman.  There were tears, laughs, hugs, and many toasts to an amazing woman.  It was a really hard day for me.  Dawn passed a few weeks back and I hadn't really dealt with it.  I went on with my day to day life almost pretending that she was still here.  I have to admit that I even called her phone number to hear her voice on the voice mail.  Saturday it really sank in when I herd her Dad talk about her, when her brother Dale talked about being by her side in her final days, and how there was so much love surrounding her as she passed.  It was a really hard day, valuable, but hard. 

I am just going to miss her so much.  When I think about things, I can hear her voice, and I can see her smile.  She was such a beautiful woman...inside and out.  Sometimes I make myself stop thinking about her because it hurts so much, but I know that time heals, and now, I just need to do things in my life that I know would make her proud.

Her last text to me:

 "I am so proud of the woman that you have become, and you are the daughter that I never had.  Remember that the best parts of me will always be with you.  I love you"  

That is hard to read without bursting into tears...in fact, I haven't been able to do it yet.  My heart is broken, but Saturday was a good day to start healing... and I hope that I can start remembering her with smiles, and not so many tears.

All hands on Dawn... All our love, always.