February 14th

Has become known at our house as "Balemtimes Day" courtesy of one adorable little man.

heart breaker

That's what I am and I don't mean the super attractive, love 'em, but leave 'em kind. I mean a real heart breaker.

As has been par for the course the past few weeks, I struggled with Caden at bedtime tonight. He didn't want to go because he wanted to drink hot chocolate. Once I got him into bed, he threw a MAJOR fit because he didn't want me to go back downstairs which is his typical plea/demand at bedtime. The MAJOR fit led to me losing my cool and yelling at him. Not my finest mommy moment. Then Caden was consumed with hysterical tears and choking gasping sobs. When I tried to comfort him, he told me, "You broke my heart!" I explained I hadn't meant to upset him, but he didn't understand. He just kept repeating, "You broke my heart because you were yelling at me", in the saddest, sweetest little voice. Oh my goodness! It broke mommy's heart. Talk about laying on the guilt thick and heavy! I'm not really sure where Caden's heard about broken hearts, but I'm guessing there's been a lot of Valentine's Day discussion going on in his class at school.

identity crisis

I'm quite fervently hoping that the identity crisis my blog is suffering from is not an indication of where my current or future mental state is at. I've been struggling with the look and name of our blog for some time now. I want something that reflects us as a family. I asked for Doug's input on backgrounds and colors, but his tastes, I discovered, are radically different than mine. We agreed on little . . . until we happened upon this background. We both really like the colors and the "creative without being too cute, frilly, or overdone" look of it. I think it suits us. Now, as for my identity, it could be headed for crisis too!