It appears it is much easier these days to READ blogs here and there than to actually make time and blog myself. So thank YOU for blogging on my dry month.

Or could it be that really, anything going on in my life right now is really nothing blogworthy?
Or I guess it could be the fact that I don't think I've ever been so busy in my life running from party to visit my mom to something else that seems to take endless hours of my life away.

I'm sitting here, 6:53am. Dave left for work a half hour ago, and the boys are still sleeping. I can hear the clocks ticking. The coffee is brewing. It's wonderful.

So, you are here, you can answer this question for me.
Swiper the fox. You know him, right?

My son can watch shows that involve aliens and other odd looking creatures without batting a eye. He knows it's pretend. I don't let him watch bad shows or shows involving violence...well, he used to watch the Power Rangers I guess...but regardless. WHY is it that he wakes up 3 times each night coming to tell me he had a bad dream about SWIPER?
And why is it that we had to come up with a special sleep time snake friend because swiper doesn't like snakes?
You see, he WATCHES dora. He LIKES dora. He never once says anything about swiper while he's watch the show, yet at night, he dreams bad dreams about swiper.

So last night, while you were all sleeping peacefully, I was chasing off Swiper the fox. Complete with, you got it, "Swiper no swiping, swiper no swiping, SWIPER NO SWIPING!" :)