I've come to realize that I'm not much of a blogger. I know, there are people who share every detail of their lives on their blogs... talk about too much info! I think about writing quite often, but then never quite get around to it. Seems like there's always something more interactive to do, and I definitely enjoy the human contact better than the keyboard. For instance, I never turn the computer on when the kids are up. They are just attracted to the keys like candy, and my blog would turn into in-decipherable blather. Besides, they are more fun to tickle and listen to them laugh than try and type anyway. But this morning, they are at Grandma and Grandpa's so I am blogging none the less.

Been feeling okay, there's no getting around it, this chemo thing sucks. For a week at a time I feel puky and tired and gross, and then it gets better... Right about the time I start feeling 'normal' again it's time for another round of chemo drugs. Figures. My doctor is really pleased with how I'm doing, so I guess that's a good indicator. I try like crazy to put on weight, we joke about 'packing on the pounds' but so far I have made little progress no matter how much ice cream I eat.

The boys are all doing great. Wesley wanted his training wheels off his bike, so Brice removed them and we were prepared with the band-aids for the big learning curve... but no, he just took off and never looked back. Now he's trying to wheelie (thanks Travis for showing him tricks) and jump. Vincent has decided it's fun to talk and now says everything all the time. And watch out it you have something he wants, because he'll just come and take it. I love the impulsiveness of a 20 month old. They love their preschool, each day they come home with nifty paper sharks and bees and all sorts of drawings.

And Brice, my rock, is so wonderful. He takes great care of me and makes sure I am as comfy as a barfy lazy girl can be. Really, life is quite good right now. If only the weather would shake of this rainy blanket and let some sun in, it would be quite perfect indeed.