At least until you fall over and land in your brother's lap.
"What, you want me to do this every day now?"
Way to go, Juney-pants!
My friend Crystina and I were talking about how most blog posts are not diaries. That is, often, we do not write about our real day in all its details. The 1 hour tantrum complete with spit is reduced to a Facebook status that reads "Natalie McNeese Arnold is determined to be more determined than him" or something like that. Instead of the dirty details, I post "scrapbook worthy" pictures and antecdotes that I want to remember or share with others. The near-nervous breakdowns on Owen's part or mine are left by the wayside, perhaps as they should be.
But, in the spirit of transparency, let no one think it's always all smiles here. This is the first fall in 25 years that I have not been in a classroom, and that has been tough for me to accept. The Lord is doing a marvelous work in our family, but it is not without some heartache for me. Rest assured, though, there is much rejoicing too. I mean, seriously, with all the family and friends that love us from near and far, my life is good...even on the rough days.
PS: Be on the look out for an upcoming post regarding Michael's job and our housing situation! A couple more details to leave in His hands, and then I'll post it all. Keep prayin'!