Lane's Firsts

I don't remember when Lane first started to sleep through the night, his first tooth or when his first word was spoken, but in the past couple of weeks Lane has had other firsts' that have been monumental.

He played the half-time at the WVU Women's basketball game. 

The full court wore the kids out pretty good. 

He also made it on the jumbo-tron with his killer dance moves.

TWICE.

We had court side seats but Paige wanted to sit in the highest seats they would let us.

I think the guy a couple of rows in front of us was irritated at us because the kids were actually cheering, most obnoxiously, for the Lady Mountaineers.

He was also inducted into the "Little Man kill innocent cute Bambi League". 

To be accepted you had to have the blood wiped on your face and smell the deer poo (Thanks Scott for making it up as you go.)

Lane shot this deer all by himself and made a perfect shot through the vitals.

Rather impressive and he gives all the credit to Cabela's Outdoor Adventures on the Wii.

Maybe there is an endorsement out there for this little man.

And last but definitely not least. His father taught him how a boy wears nylons.

Admit it. Everyone of you boys have done this.

Times may change but boys never do.

It was a pretty exciting month for us and dinner has been good.

You pick a good one, Lane.

Resolve to be Imperfect

I'll admit to the whole blog-o-shere (3 people that read this) that I'm horrible at resolutions for the new year. But year after year I still make and break the high expectations for myself. I've concluded that I purposefully fail at these meager attempts of perfection because my family and friends prefer me imperfect. Can you imagine hanging out with someone who is ALWAYS perfect? It would get very boring and probably make you feel insecure and uncomfortable about your own self. So for you all, here is my excuse: I do it for you! Now that we got that out of the way, here is what I've resolved to do this year.

1. Be more patient with our house hunting (shhhh, don't tell my mom. She thinks were still moving out closer to them.) I've been in a really bad mood off & on for no good reasons. Except that we can't find the perfect house/yard for the perfect price/free.

2. For the first time in a really long time, I'm not going to set a "weight loss" goal. My son likes the way I smell so I'll focus on that and be the best-smelling-mom this side of the Mississippi.

3. Allow more time for being creative. (i.e. get off the couch, stop reading 8 books a month, and be creative)

4. #3 leads me to #4. Note to Blake: Avert your eyes while you don't read this next one. I'm serious Blake. Look there is a pink elephant over there. Clean out the office. So I can be creative and not dirty up the rest of the house.

I'll stop there. Space out my small imperfections so that I have something to work on next year.

Seriously, I also have more spiritual goals to work on. Life's not all about smelling good. Well, to my boy it may be.