I have to apologize for not posting in a long time. First, we were really busy with all the negotiating that goes with SELLING A HOUSE!!!!!! Yes I am pleased to blog-announce that after 8 months we finally sold our dearly beloved house in Utah ( I really hope they love my perennials).
Then I started catching up on scrap booking. I keep an album for each of my kids and last fall I got caught up to when we had moved, so recently I did all the great summer photos for all for kids, and some fall. I want to get caught up to Christmas before the birthday season starts. So my normal blog-time turned into scrap-time. I am in the process of posting some of my favorite pages on twopeasinabucket, then I will link it or something.

This picture is kinda representative of my life lately. A few weeks ago Nikolay and I attempted both sleeping in, we usually take turns. What happened is that Adriana came in our room and said. "Taz (our cat) doesn't have any food." To which I replied, "You can feed him if you want to." I guess she didn't want to, but Dallin (23 month old) did. I had to take a picture of it before cleaning it up. And yes, I just put it back in the bag, I mean cats in the wild kill animals and eat them they probably get a little dirt on them, right? I don't think a little dust and lint and maybe kitty litter are going to hurt him are they? Which reminds me, lately Ariel has been asking when I think that Taz is going to die, which doesn't sound very nice but sometime when she was asking when we could get a dog, bird, turtle, etc I facetiously replied,"maybe after Taz dies." I should really watch what I say around the kids. I should also clarify to her that we are actually planning on getting a dog after we move into our new house even if Taz is still alive. The thing is we really like Taz, but the reasons that he appealed to us in the small enclosed room for petting animals at the Salt Lake Humane society with 2 screaming toddlers and 2 other over excited kids, are the same reasons that Nikolay and the kids are bored with him: he is very passive and does not react to kids or adults (aka Nikolay) trying to excite him by a number of means that I'd better not publicly write about if I want to stay friends with the ASPCA. So, although I loath the idea of cleaning up after a dog, and know that despite Ariel's promises to do so, it will fall upon me to in the end take care of it (the poop clean up I mean), I understand that what Nikolay (and the kids) need is a dog. We are thinking about adopting an Irish Setter. But we better buy a house first.