Random Comment

As I stated in my first post- I always wondered who read a person's blog. Well, I was looking around on my blog and found that someone commented. Some random woman commented on my post about my 6 year old running away. I think that is pretty cool. The internet is amazing!

Now, if I had someone comment and chew me out for letting my 6 year old run away- now that wouldn't be so cool.

It is nice to feel connected, which is why I love Facebook so much!

The babies are up and my free time is over- for now!

What the kids are up to...

Gabe is playing T-Ball. There he is with one of his teammates. T-Ball is so funny to watch!

Kamen is in a hockey clinic. Him and a friend are in the same clinic. Kamen is also taking guitar lessons. He is getting so good at guitar!

The girls go to a play group almost every Friday. It consists of other twins, whose mothers I met while pregnant. We take pictures at every gathering. It is always fun to see how much the babies have grown...and hear about what each one is doing.

My runaway 6 year old!

I guess when you have 4 kids you should expect one of them to run away at some point. I never thought it would be my 6 year old! He ran away from home today. It was equally sad as it was funny.
My husband and son, Gabe were wrestling today. Gabe, as usual, got sick of being wrestled and asked dad to stop. Of course, dad in the spirit of wresting and playing, declined. Gabe gave dad "1 last chance" to stop. Dad didn't stop. So Gabe declared he would run away. With the utmost concern, dad said "Well, you better take some Goldfish, because you might get hungry".

So, Gabe packed up his Goldfish crackers into his backpack, went to get dressed, asked me to help get his coat, and even thought to take a few items of clothing still on their hanger.

So, to our surprise- out the door he went. We thought for sure he would go stand out in the drive way. I got my camera and dad got the video camera. Again to our surprise, he went to the drive way and kept on going. He made sure to stay on the sidewalk and circled the cul-de-sac- went up the street and circled the next cul-de-sac and continued on up the street.

I made dad and Kamen run after him and when they didnt come back, I ran out in my pajamas and camera to see what was going on. About 15 minutes later he finally came back.

We realized that in the beginning he was completely joking, but when no one stopped him it upset him...and then he was determined to run away. As I said...it was sad and funny all at the same time.

Poor Gabe! So tortured! I did take pictures, but I can't bare to display my 6 year old little boy standing on the sidewalk up the street with is backpack full of goldfish and his clothes on hangers in hand.

I'm a Blogger

I guess I'm a Blogger. I have read blogs before and have always been intrigued. The same questions always run through my mind. Who reads blogs? What if no one wanted to read your blog? Do people actually find them interesting? Who are these people writing to?

So, I thought I would give it a try. I do love to write. And I do need an outlet to maintain some sort of sanity.

I'm a blogger.