Do you like to take pictures or does it just kill you to falsely portray your perfect happiness and contentment with the world?
So I've been hiding away for over a month since my last post.... you might ask, what have you been up to Mr. C for all that time? Were you busy with those kids? Were you involved in another house project? Were you busy saving the world through charitable service? Well, NO! I was pondering the complexities of life in my cave.... I was focusing on this one profound question that from which all life revolves.....If you know the answer to this question, you have your orbit in life figured out and your destiny is much more clear.... the question is of utmost importance, of a profoundly fundamental nature.... Let me lay it on you, here it is: FUNDAMENTALLY, DO YOU LIKE BRUNETTES OR BLONDES? Profound isn't it? Yup, it had me deep in thought for over a month.Lastly, one final word I'll leave with you is that I am getting old.... yup you know when you are getting old when:
1. Even your moles start growing grey hairs (I'll spare you the pictures on this)
2. When you go to the barber, they offer to trim your eyebrows, nose hair and ear hair
3. The fire department pulls a truck up to your house "just in case" as your family lights the candles on your birthday cake....hmmmm.... not a bad idea
New news? Talmage is potty trained horray! Maxwell turned 5 yippeee! Brigham crawls all over the place OH NO!!! Back to keeping the house clean again, we have a babyvacuum cleaner sticking everything in his mouth.... nothing like a new crawling baby to help you realize what a pig you are....
