I'm attending the Creating Keepsakes scrapbooking convention here in town tonight and tomorrow morning. It's a lot like going to BlogHer '08, actually: have a passion for Hobby, do a little of Hobby at home, go to a conference where everyone else is leaps and bounds ahead of you in their progress on Hobby, come home and vow to spend 25 hours a day developing Hobby.
Anyway, Pete and the boys are busying themselves at the Grandparents' while I feed my feelings of inadequacy on this week's Hobby, and in all the busy-ness I haven't even thought about the Hobby you're reading.
So I will leave you with this rather amusing story from this afternoon: we returned from a car trip to find some trash in our typically-manicured-and-perfect front yard. Pete casually remarked to the boys that they needed to go pick it up and put it in the trash can.
You'd have thought I'd said "...who's going to eat all this ice cream..."
I could not move fast enough to unbuckle them from their carseats amid their flailing legs. Then poor Mickey...he had to watch Alex get unbuckled first and dash out of the garage. "Nooooooo!" he screams. Then he gets released and he's off to chase Alex and the trash.
Thank goodness there were TWO pieces: one for each of them. Otherwise I may have been tearing front yard trash in half.
Hmmm...maybe a new hobby for me...