Happy Posts Are Here Again

Since leaving my blog last I have felt more than a smidge ungrateful. Because I have been given much, I have been skulking around since posting my last masterpiece of doom, hoping to remain unseen by The All-Seeing. You see, I am a wallower. While others choose to see the bright side of things, I tend to want to put on my sunglasses because bright things give me a headache. Ty always tells me (when I put myself down for being pessimistic), "You're not a pessimist...you're a realist," which only exacerbates the problem because then I think, "Yeah, I'm just honest! I'd better sit and spin some more to make sure I get all the "honesty" out of my system." Anyway, point being this: I am no more picked-on than anyone else, I just like to talk (or write) about it a lot more than most. I feel so much better about things after I write them out, so I'm afraid I release my vengeance on all who view my blog. Like I said, I have been blessed beyond that which I deserve. I just don't usually choose to make those topics the theme of my blog. Anyway (I'm serious this time), here are some more uplifting moments I thought I'd share.



Last night (after an entire day of this question, "Mom, when will Daddy be home so we can have a water fight?") Ty made all their dreams come true.


I don't think you can tell, cause the pictures are small, but this one is Samera running blissfully after Saylor with a balloon. I wish I had snapped a shot of her face, wide-eyed with happiness. She threw it, it bounced, Saylor grabbed it, and


threw it back. If you look close you can see that Samera wasn't quite as excited at the sudden turn of events:


Here is Sylas - he got the most wet of anyone, which was great because we were finally able to wash the chocolate frosting from his face that he had refused to let me wipe. I almost took him to the ER about an hour before this picture (he's been sick and suddenly couldn't breath...poor kid. You should hear his hoarse little voice - it's pitiful. This morning I had my back to him and turned to find that he had been crying - I couldn't hear it, but once I looked at his face it was obvious, like a silent film). You'd never have know by the way he enjoyed that water fight! He was in little boy heaven.


Here is a video clip that will give you a taste of Samera's true feelings on water fights. She sure enjoyed the throwing, but not so much the thrown. She mostly just whined the entire time.