Seriously Neglected

I have nothing exciting to report. That's why my blog has suffered. I have still been taking pictures of Avery. Unfortunately they won't earn me a Mother-of-the-Year award. Shucks. This calling has taken over my life.
I started out super motivated and included Avery in everything I did. If I was making lists, she got crayons and paper. If I needed to write an e-mail, I'd let her have a sheet of stickers. Phone call: piano time.





That lasted about half a day and was reduced to Avery running wild. She hunted down cleaning products, climbed in toy drawers and emptied multiple wipe containers.







I just watched. And took pictures....while the ulcer continued to eat away at my stomach lining...or maybe that's the bag of cinnamon lips I just finished. Oh well.

I learned

two things today:

1. I need a bigger bag.

2. I sweat when I'm nervous.

That's right. I've been called to be the Primary President of our church ward. Which, normally would be exciting...but I've got 107 primary children, 31 in nursery and 14 more coming in this year. So, I guess I learned three things today:

3. I need stronger deodorant.


I took pictures of my terribly neglected child this week. Her entertainment consisted of pulling off about 20 sheets worth of stickers, coloring in her chair right next to me at the computer and Berenstein Bears. She's watched more bears on TV this week than in her whole life combined. Yikes. Hopefully it'll get better.