So anyway,

Where was I? That's right, bitching about all things insurance related. I'm still on that roll, but I'll spare you the details. Suffice it to say, house rebuild? Not started. Yes, I know it's been four months. Moving on before I cry from frustration frustration because the insurance people won't come out of the phone so I can wring their necks


I believe it's time for a seasonal Silas update. Dude is getting tall. I'm only 60 inches tall and he's already 46 at 6 years old. It's just not fair. Everybody's taller than me.


He decided to play his violin in his Academy's talent show. He didn't seem to mind that he doesn't know how to play it. He was content to just stand up there and saw away. So my bestie Google and I figured out the first four lines of twinkle twinkle and taught him that. He put on his fancy clothes and knocked em dead.



please note the boots. They are a point of pride.

We're also halfway through baseball season. It was supposed to be the pitching machine this year, but for some reason the coaches keep pitching. Which I guess is better than the kids pitching. That just doesn't sound like a good idea to me. In other news, is this a killer action shot or what?

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The smoke monster! Behind his head!

Someone should pay me for this stuff. or not, because I don't want to take pictures of anybody else's kids and they won't pay me for pictures of mine (but they should)


Speaking of getting paid, I'm thinking of taking a job as administrator at Silas' school. Thoughts? What do you mean I dislike children? Not all of them. Mine are cool, I can stand yours. It's the rest of them that make me felonious. But! Good news, as administrator, I just administrate. No chirruns! Only paperwork. Paperwork I can do. I can push paper with the best of them. Push it right off my desk into the circular file.


So I got an ipad. I'm going to quit rambling and go play with it.


Loves,