Little bits and pieces

I wish I could say I've scrapped more than this layout in the last month, but I haven't. Scrapping has quickly become a lost art to all of the cards I've been creating while starting up Creative and Crafty. (Go see some of the new cards I've posted on the web site!) I've missed scrapping so much that Monday I made a vow to scrap one page a week. Just one. I must not neglect the thing that drives me to be a better mom. Scrapping forces me to record the precious, irreplaceable tidbits that make the Johnson's a family.

The "babies" (at 2 1/4, they really aren't babies anymore) and Jack have grown in leaps and bounds.

* Jack is a master at hula-hooping. He can keep that round thing moving with little effort whereas I move my hips around frantically trying to hold it up for a mere 2 seconds before it plops! The little teacher in him tries (in vain) to show me practical hula-hooping skills and hasn't given up on me yet.

* Lucy is a little jokester. She loves to sneak up on her brothers and me and yell "Boo!", then squeal and run away. She could play this game for hours. She's bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in the morning and loves to barge into Luke's room calling "Woooooo-ke!! Wake Up, Woooke!". Luke, who is slower to welcome in the morning than his sister, usually grunts at her and buries his head back under his blankets. It's almost as if he's proclaiming, "5 minutes to myself! Can't I just have 5 minutes to wake up before I'm a "twin" again! Ugh!" 

* Luke is quiet and more reserved. He loves to see how things work. While waiting outside for Jack's Tae-Kwon-Do lesson to finish last week, Luke spied a Fed-Ex box outside one of the offices. He ran over, lifted the lid to the code box that the Fed-Ex guy uses to extract the packages from inside and sat down messing with the lid and the lock. He stayed there until the lesson ended 10 minutes later. And he screamed as if we were taking him away from a playground when it was time to go. 

I've missed my blog. I also vow to fit in an update on a more regular basis. Sometimes, when something like this gets away from me, it's easier to abandon the project than pick up where I left off. But this blog, well, it's a little extension of me, and abandoning it would be like abandoning a piece of myself.

Until next time, I bid you adieu and good night.