I felt like cleaning today, but now I don't think I'm going to. First I was like, "Lookie! My guitar!" So I picked at it for a while (did you catch the pun?) and then I found my car registration renewal form, and discovered that I can renew it online.
I love that with the internet, you don't have to wait in lines for things like renewing your registration.
However, then I decided to check Facebook, and now I'm here updating my blog. Which means that I won't really clean today. But I am going to make myself go to the grocery store today. I don't think I can put that task off anymore.
Travis wants chicken and rice for dinner, so maybe I'll pick up those ingredients. I think he asks for that meal more than any other meal. Thankfully, it's easy to make. He even tackled it once when I was sick. I just follow the Campbell's recipe that you get on the back of a can of Cream of Chicken.
I skip the vegetable part, because Travis will not eat it otherwise, and I just by chicken tenderloins and put several in there. It's really good. I think I add other ingredients, too, but it's a spur of the moment thing, so I can't even remember what I put in there. ;)
Since I last posted, Ethan turned 4. It feels like he was just born a few days ago. I got to see him yesterday, and he was so excited when I got there. I know that we're incredibly blessed to have the relationship we have. He came over about a week or so ago, and this is a picture I snapped of him:

His birthday party was a surprise party, and his response was fantastic. There is a video, and I'm trying to get my sister to email it to me. It was a Wow! Wow! Wubbzy theme. Sarah and I worked together to make the invitations:


Ethan informed us that he wanted "real" musical instruments, not toys. So he got them. He got a 1/4 Electric guitar and a set of bongos. Here he is with "Ol Buddy H" proudly holding his guitar. The kid in the background is Sammy, his cousin. His face cracks me up.

People keep asking me when I want to have kids. After spending a day with Ethan, I think, "probably after about a year" and then I go out in public, see children that are horribly behaved, and then I think, "How about...in 10 years."
I'm sure it'll be much sooner than 10 years, but we've still got a way to go before I think either of us is ready. I've started talking to Travis about us getting a dog. In Houston, there is a Lhaso Apso/Shih Tzu rescue center that adopts out dogs (mostly that came from puppy mills) and I would love to give one a good home. I think we've decided that we're going to start saving up the money for the pet deposit and adoption fees of the center.
