I think I have a few moments in between parent/teacher conferences and baseball practices to blog. Next week is Spring Break, so I can kiss any quiet time to myself good-bye. The kids and I will be making a trip to CA to see my family - I am looking forward to the beautiful drive - I think I could do it with my eyes closed at this point.

Kids are great. Isaac earned a 3.7 GPA this last trimester - and his teachers had nothing but positive things to say about him. He is not the most organized student, but he somehow manages to keep his stuff together and he does well in school. Track starts after Spring Break and he couldn't be more excited. Isaac's current pet peeve: getting confused with his mother on the phone. He'll answer, and the caller will assume it is me. For some reason, sounding like your mom on the phone is not cool for 12-year old boys.

Taylor is also doing well in school. That has been his M.O. since the beginning. He continues to take apart toys, and I continue to throw away their shells when he is done experimenting with their wires and batteries. He will be 10 in a couple of weeks - and we got him an electronics lab - so maybe he will sacrifice fewer toys.

Parker is doing baseball and is kind of enjoying it. He's not the MVP, and gets discouraged when he messes up. He complains before every practice, then comes skipping home saying it was "Awesome!". I don't think his coach is crazy about me. I was late picking him up after his last practice and got an exasperated look - I think I will show up early today. When Parker gets upset or gets his feelings hurt, he likes to call people "idiot". If it weren't so comical, I would take it more seriously. But every time he does it, we all try to stifle a laugh...which only leads to more "idiot"-calling.

Morgan is also doing T-ball and loves it. I love seeing her in her baseball garb, with her braids sticking out of her baseball cap. She is the opposite of Parker - loves every minute of practice and wants to practice more at home. Last night, going to her field, I was taking my chair out of the back of the van - and narrowly missed hitting a truck parked next to us. She said, "Shoot, Girl! You almost hit that truck!" And this morning, we were discussing someone at church who was sick and she said, "I haven't been sick in years, dude!" I'm not sure where she picks this stuff up, but it makes for good journal entries.

Dave and Adina news...I dropped one of our table benches on my foot this morning while mopping - I am fortunate that no expletives got out - Morgan was already distressed over my red face and hopping around. I haven't looked at it, but it seems okay. Dave sold his Civic and got an Altima this last weekend - after a lot of nauseating back-and-forth at the dealer. He is happy. And our half-marathon is just a few weeks away - I am looking forward to a little tapering.

This is getting too long - hope you are all doing well. Keep the news coming.

Adina