When I grow up...

So we are apparently doing an awesome job raising our kids. How do I know this you ask, well in their future aspirations of course. Emily, as many of you may know, wants to be a Mommy so she can drink coffee and drive a car. Well now Corbin has a goal of his own... He wants to be a Daddy so he can shoot a deer, drink tea, and say bad words...yep you heard it.. My son wants to grow up to be a redneck. Thank you, thank you my parenting book is in the works. Feel free to email me for pointers.

My little man is growing up (about freakin time)

So Corbin started soccer today and I made a discovery, my son refuses to follow directions!!!! I mean I know he never listens to what I say but that's just part of the whole tone (of mommy's voice) deaf thing, but when it comes to other people I really thought he was just shy and a bit of a mama's boy but apparently that is just a trick to avoid doing things he doesn't want to do. Sooo frustrating... but he seems to be warming up to the idea and it's really cute to see him excited about something. He couldn't stop jabbering about it tonight. He just kept talking and talking about it, and he made sure to tell Emily repeatedly she couldn't do soccer with him.. It was his big boy soccer, not for her.

Rainforest regrets...

So Emily was asking a bunch of questions about rainforests.. like where is it, what does it look like, what kind of animals live there... and on and on. So I started googling "rainforest" to try to find some pictures or video or something. Well I found this video, please watch it and tell me you don't feel like a jackass for every piece of paper you ever threw away and every cheap McDonalds hamburger you ever ate! I immediately started googling recyled paper and swore off $1 burgers..

Forest Family Forever!