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We're on the mend in this house - thank goodness! We managed to make it through Will's horrific stomach flu just in time to pull off a lovely baby shower for my wonderful girlfriend, Colby, at our house on Saturday. Rick (a day after lasik eye surgery) took the boys and dogs over to his brother's home for the day, so it was a special treat for the ladies (well, at least this one in particular). As much as I love the kids, I couldn't have been happier to take a time out for a tasty brunch with some wonderful women without worrying about who was getting into what. And my amazing gal pals even picked up! Now if I could only get the boys to be better about that...

Nate's been saying and doing a lot of funny things lately. I've been wanting to get on here so I can share them without forgetting. For one, we joined some fun friends at their community pool yesterday and were debating if we should bring some booze. While we were considering if booze would be appropriate or not, Nate had gone into his play room and had come out with one of his favorite die cast cars from the movie Cars named Boost. He's said, "I got Boost, Mom and Dad!". So, the matter was settled. We brought the car and left the "booze" at home.

Nate was having so much fun with his friend, Dylan, later that night, he wet his pants and kicked them off, along with his shoes, without interrupting the shooting video game they were "playing" in the arcade at the pizza joint we went to with our friends for dinner. I think it's the first time he's wet his pants in public and he didn't have a care in the world. He was just shooting away with his little red plastic gun in a t-shirt and monster truck briefs.

Too bad my brain's too pooped to think of the other things at this point. I've been working hard on getting us squared away for our family cruise to Alaska in July. I'm pretty much set for getting the boys their passports (I know - to Alaska? but it's pretty much a requirement on the cruise lines these days). When I went to get Rick's and my passport from their special spot today, they weren't there. I'm either sweating because I'm nervous about where they might be or because it's hot as heck in our house. It's been 90 plus degrees lately! My worst fear is that they were taken by someone on the moving crew or a cleaning person. I wouldn't be surprised if passport's are a hot sale so near the border. I'm so flighty sometimes, I would think it was me, but 1. Rick and I have never used our passports at the same time so they've never been out of the drawer at the same time, 2. our expired passports were still there, 3. we've always kept our passports in this same location, and 4. we both searched the house (and Rick, his office) high and low with no luck. Though I'm a bit peeved we haven't found them, it was a great excuse to clear out a lot of papers I needed to go through.

Back to the kids. Lately, I've been annoying myself with my nagging at Nate (particularly) and Will. It becomes a cycle at times where we're just continuously nagging at each other. It takes a lot of energy and up-beat enthusiasm to break the circle. Sometimes I feel too plain tired to make the effort. Even though I'm irritating myself by saying "don't do that", "no", and "treat each other kindly" (constantly), I often find myself taking the lazy road. I could use a little help to hop on top of the great mom pony. Maybe a week at a spa would rejuvenate me. In fact, I do have a couple gift certificates to put to use and a sitter for a date night this Saturday. Hurray!