Pages

I have all sorts of soap-boxy things that I have been itching to write about. I feel like the world in general gets more and more messed up, and just wish everyone could somehow end up on the same page.

My page is pretty good. I'd be fine if everyone came to my page. Its a pretty happy place. I am also open to looking at other pages. Maybe we could have a little page pow-wow in order to pick and choose the best parts to make one SUPER great page for everyone to be on.

And please, can we have every-day, non-powerful,nice people do most of the page writing? Thanks.

Just need to design a super suit

We have been having a lovely rain storm in Malad this morning.

The thundering kind of lovely. There are few natural things that I love better than thunder. It is so powerful in such a comforting way. I am not sure when piddle-causing childhood terror turned into comfort, but somewhere in my tween years it (thankfully) made that transition.

M and I are the only ones in the house. Well, Tanner is in the basement somewhere, but he is sleeping which means he basically doesn't exist. A few minutes ago M started playing with something he probably shouldn't get into, so I gave him a mom look, and told him to "be careful".

As if to back up my mothering wisdom, a wave of booming thunder followed immediately after I finished speaking.  I held my mom expression on M as if that follow up had actually been part of my plan. I wish he was six, and could think I actually had powers. He did back away, so....that could mean something.

Don't you mom's wish that the Heavens and nature backed up your authority all of the time in such a commanding and obvious way?

I guess I know my new dream super power.

aaaaand here is a picture of my child playing naked on the stairs with a bottle of Tylenol....because that's how we roll.