ISLAGIATT (pronounced is-lah-gee-aht)

It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time, my dad came up with the acronym (or whatever you want to call it). And it did seem like a good idea at the time, create a blog & write updates regularly-no big deal, easy. WRONG. Exactly where in my life am I supposed to find time to write a creative & well edited post about my family & life? For instance, right now I'm sitting at the table while my two year old eats her cereal which consists of a milky fistful of cheerios stuffed in her mouth while she draws with the spoon on the table. She actually does quite well using a spoon, fork & knife but sometimes nothing will get her to use them, instead opting to shovel food by the fistful in to her mouth (she has wonderful manners when she chooses to use them). So after the half hour to an hour it takes to consume breakfast then its time to get dressed. Me, I can throw on any old shirt & a pair of jeans, five minutes. Emma, half a dozen dresses & 20 minutes later we might actually have made a choice (it will take that long anyway to get her dressed so why not let her pick out what she wants to wear & avoid the screaming). Somewhere in all of this Liam will wake up & he will be hungry, very hungry. So we might actually walk out the door by 10 am to do all the errands that need accomplishing now that we fixed the car (trying to repair your own car & keep an eye on 2 kids requires ingenuity, take the car seats out of the car & strap the kids in them on the lawn. More on that later). So once we're actually in the car its off to the grocery store(s), library, to find shoes for Liam, a stop by the church bookstore to look at temple dresses (soon, very soon we will be going to the temple to have our family sealed), probably grab lunch on the run somewhere along the way, & the kids may or may not get a nap (that always makes for a more interesting day). Once we get back home its time to make banana & zucchini bread (separate loafs, that would be an odd combination), fix dinner, family home evening, get the kids in bed absolutely no later than 8 pm, & then finally relax. Of course at some point during the day something will probably go awry.

And that's all I have time for folks, Emma's done eating breakfast, Liam is still sleeping :) *correction: Liam just woke up, I didn't get enough sleep last night (my own fault) & we're off to attack our day. Wish me luck, its already starting to get a little crazy.