"I'll Be Back!"

My agent, whom I'll call Barbara because that is her name, sent me quite a pissed off email the other day. Apparently she got wind of the fact that I had started a blog. Probably because I sent her an email telling her I had started a blog. She wanted to know how I had time to post DAMN BLOGS YET CAN'T GET HER SOME PAGES OF MY NEXT NOVEL. A bit pissed off, like I said. She also insisted I stopped blogging immediately and get back to work on Novel#2. Well, I'm not going to stop blogging because it is therapeutic, I like it, and apparently lots of others do as well. What I have decided is that before I post any blog I must put in some work on Novel#2. Whether it be a minimum number of words or pages or hours, I'll decide. Considering how much I do like this blogging business, I think this plan may be a good form of discipline for me.

Now, I also realize that a parenting blog should include pics of the kiddies. Unfortunately, my digital camera is broken or missing a vital part. I'm not sure which and I can't afford to find out. So until money falls from the sky my dear bloggyland friends, you will have to make due with crappy pics from my cell phone and old pictures from my photobucket account from when my digital camera was operational. Here for your amusement is a set of my favorites.

To set the scene: The babies were about 7 months old at the time. LaLa could pull himself to a standing position but could not properly crawl. He had, however, been doing the army crawl since he was 4 months old and that little booger could MOVE. One day I am sitting on the floor changing Diva's poopy diaper when out of the corner of my eye, I see LaLa's big 'ole head coming through the second level of a little bookshelf which sat next to my rocker/recliner/bed/dining table. A good mom would hurry over and grab the baby before he hit the floor head first. Not I. I ran for the camera then returned and got him to do it again. This is what I caught.











Cute little bugger, no? And so darn proud of himself.