Thanks everyone for your kind words and support while I've been on hiatus. Our life in whirlwind increased into a level F-3 tornado. Luckily, no structures were permanently damaged and now we are working on cleaning up the mess. While I've been hibernating, I continued to stalk, I mean, read up on all of you. There must have been stormy weather all around the blogosphere because I've noticed several other sites have closed down or gone on hold. For those of you this applies to, my thoughts are with you.
Speaking of stalking, I was checking out a message board I used to be highly involved in over a year ago. I've been on the board since before Morgan was born and meet a great group of women. Unfortunately the members started dropping like flies as our kiddos started getting older. Anywho, Heather (hi Heather!) started a thread about when to switch from a five-point harness to a booster seat. So I decided to do a little research on booster seats (no back ones) and see when we might be switching. Ummm... I think we are in trouble. You need to be 40 pounds. Our little tiny peanut is almost five years old and is 31 pounds soaking wet. The rate we are going, she will be able to use a booster by the time she goes to her Junior Prom. I'm sure that will make a nice accessory with her dress.
With my new start, I decided to give the blog a new look. I'm not 100% sold on it. The colors aren't as cheery, maybe reflecting my more somber mood. Not sure if that's a good thing.
On a happy note, Morgan and I've been able to spend some time back on the family farm in Indiana with the 'Rents and my extended family. This is my Grandma Morgan, part of Morgan's namesake.
She is 91 years old and is still enjoying life. She lives in the farm house on her own. Still cooks delicious pork chop, mashed potatoes and cherry delight meals for the whole family. Still joins us on outings to the State Park and the Children's Museum. Still as sharp and witty as ever. I can only hope that I am as healthy and vibrant as she is when I enter old age. Love you Grandma.