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Please forgive me for my rant. I promise it will only be a short one, then I will continue on with life's updates.

Oh, what a busy life it's been. I wouldn't change it for all of the money in the world....what I would change, however, is the attitude of my husband! Unfortunately, we are opposites. I don't really have "days off". I will always have to cook, clean, do laundry, etc. even when I'm not technically at my job. In the meantime, the sunroom leaks in FIVE places, the tires on the wheelbarrow, lawnmower cart, lawnmower and Honda are flat, there is a 3' tree growing in the gutter in back, all of the garbage cans are full, and the list goes on and on. Yes, I could do some of this myself, but I just don't have the strength anymore after doing everything else.

There, I'm done.

Mom and dad are doing...well...they are doing. They are both still in pain on a daily basis. Dad is seeking medical attention at a back pain facility, and hopefully mom will soon be a patient there as well. Over the past two weeks they had a Bradford pear tree that came down a third at a time, so we spent many hours cutting and loading the wood onto a trailer so that I could haul it here. Jerry, the kindly neighbor, did the majority of the "heavy" work. He has a bad heart, so I worry about him doing so much. He, however, worries about mom and dad doing too much! I hope to get over to mom and dad's again this afternoon. There's lots of spring bulbs that need to be planted.

Thursday my parents will celebrate their 58th wedding anniversary. Shannon and I plan on taking them to lunch.

Bryan is doing well. He is now in half day preschool and half day kindergarten. The poor guy is worn out by the end of his day, but he still has enough energy to play dinosaur with grandma. He loves for me to chase him around the house, waving my arms and roaring at him. His giggles make every trial in life bearable.

Gabe is another pistol. He, too, loves to be chased around the house. The little stinker is 20 months old now, and into everything. He has discovered that if he uses Grandma's kitchen bench, he can carry it around and climb onto ANYTHING. You just can't scold this boy; he just flashes that 10,000 watt smile and all is forgiven.

Little Jaxxon, now five months old, is smiling much more now that his stomach upset is controlled with soy formula and Nexium. It won't be long and he'll be crawling (can you believe it?) If I put him down on the floor, he gets onto his stomach and scootches all over the livingroom. His face lights up every time that I talk to him. He loves his grandma!

All of my boys are very special, very unique. I love them to pieces.

Oh my goodness, I leave for work in five minutes and I am not even dressed yet!

More later.
shel