Ten Year.

There are some people out there that just maybe, sometimes, when they go to their ten-year high school reunion, they might be overcome with nostalgia and think it's a good idea to hop on the mic and sing some great 90's music.

I mean, I don't know anyone like that. I was just saying, though.

P.S. This will probably happen at my sons' weddings, too. Brides beware.

Update!

I'm still working on getting the invites out for the blog to go private. I may create a blog annex or something of the like because blogger limits the number of invites that you can give out for a private blog so, I may create a Jennings Secede Blog, Part 2 and just copy and paste my posts from here on out there.

In case you don't follow me on twitter, I received the new Urban Outfitters catalog this week. (Why? I haven't purchased anything from there since Brooke Ackley got married four years ago. I got her a nightgown.) Anywhoos, the clothes...awful. I'm sorry, Young People of the world.

Why does this girl have a mouse on her head?

Emails, Por Favor!

First off, I am so touched that you folks want to check in on our family and keep up. Blogging has been a great form of encouragement for me, thank you. I am excited about sharing more on the blog and not having to worry so much about what's okay to post and what's not, especially when it comes to my kids.

Some of you folks that want to be added to the blog forgot to put your email address on the comment and I need it to add you! I won't publish the comment, so it'll be just me that has your email address. I've listed the names of people without emails below:

Lisa, Amanda E., Ainslee, Briley, Jeff & Amanda, Davida, Court, Amanda T., Cynthia, Sarah S, Jackie & Nancy

I think everyone else put theirs on the blog.

Ok, that's all! See you on the other side!

Ye Old Blog.

After some discussion, thinking, pondering, praying, and the like, we've decided to make this little family blog private. It just seems like the right thing for right now that's on both mine and Adam's hearts. This blog has been an amazing source of sharing and venting and support and community for me, especially while we lived in Pennsylvania. But honestly, I don't enjoy doing it anymore and it seems like a duty...well, a duty that I'm blatantly ignoring and then I feel guilty and then I shame-eat a pint of Ben & Jerry's (just kidding). So, I am going to just basically make it a picture dump now with tons of pictures of the boys and really detailed information about their development and growth.

So, I made it private on Sunday night but I received a little feedback from friends who'd like to still see the blog.

Therefore, if you are still interested in subscribing to this blog, drop me a comment and I'll drop you an invite in your email! I'll probably change the settings to private this weekend.

Incidentally, I am so not offended if you are not wanting to subscribe to the blog, so please don't feel like you need to comment on this post. And if you do want to subscribe but you don't want to leave a comment, you can email me or facebook me.

Love to you and yours and thanks for caring and reading and being downright incredible!

Except for you anonymous commenters that leave mean comments...to you, farewell. And, maybe take a handful of chill pills.

PS- I won't publish the comments so that your email addresses will remain private!

Bloglessness.

Oh, the blog just hasn't been fitting into my little world lately. But I'm here to report that we are all here and accounted for and my hair has not been cut in three months and, since I had super short hair to begin with, it looks like a weird mullet after 90 days of growth.

Loving Lately:

Teach me your way, O Lord, and I will walk in your truth;
give me an undivided heart, that I may fear your name.
I will praise you, O Lord my God, with all my heart;
I will glorify the Lord forever.
For great is your love toward me;
you have delivered me from the depths of the grave.
Psalm 86:11-13

Imagination.

One of my favorite things about Henry's age is that I get to see his imagination at work. Example: Just know, I walked in on him and he was talking to Thomas the train and saying, "What's wrong, Thomas? What's wrong? Come here. Come here, Thomas." And giving him a hug. Ugh, so sweet- melt my heart.

He told Adam tonight, "I luh you, Dada. I luh you with my HEART! My heart sings!"

Again, with the heart melting.

However, we also have moments where our hearts are not so much melting like when Elliot gets bitten by Henry twice in 24 hours (like bruised, he was bitten so hard).

Yesterday, we were having a discipline session and Henry was looking away while I talked to him about biting Bear and I told him, Look at my eyes, Henry. He got about one millimeter from my left eyeball and stared so intently with this look that I burst out laughing and kinda ruined the serious discipline moment.

Oh, Henry.

and little brother, to boot!

My Hub's Least Favorite Things, Part Deaux.

Curious blog title, no? Well, you'll remember last month when I commented on Adam's least favorite item of mine, Girlfriend? If not, click here.

There's more though...more items of mine that Adam immensely dislikes. Behold, Afro-Latin Party CD.

I picked this up one time at the grocery store and, to me, it is delight to the ears, spunk to my step, salsa to my heart. So much fun, so much happiness. To Adam, not so much. He hears Afro-Latin Party and feels like we are in the waiting area for a taco joint.