To blog more often.

Because I do believe there is value in it.

Before Darin came home, when it was Saturday, which felt like mile 22 of a 26.2 mile race. As in, so close, but clearly not close enough to be done, we were needing some distraction and fresh air. I had heard of a hiking trail not far from our house, so we decided to find it.

We were actually on our way home from the fabric store, so we were in fact not dressed for a hike. But sometimes you must simply pull the car over and hike for goodness sake, prepared or not. It was just what the children needed (and maybe their mother too).





Some funny things about the hike...The girls got photographed again. Because Koreans like blonde hair. The hiking trail was laced with designated exercise spots with built in equipment. Koreans love to hike and exercise. The combination of the two, a dreamy idea for them. We found a little pagoda hut at the top of a hill. Koreans love little pagodas scattered about their hiking trails, we've seen it other places as well. At the top, I was slightly shocked to look out and see the scene. I had never realized before how metropolitan my neighborhood is. It doesn't really feel that way to me, but from the sight of it from above, it looks rather city-like.









In other news, I called my sister today in crisis. A plate of homemade chocolate chunk cookies was staring me in the face as I cleaned the kitchen this morning. It seemed as if they had been left there with the specific task to make me eat one. I came very close, but before eating one decided to call Rachel and ask her permission.

I said, "Hi, it's me. What are you doing?"

She said, "Eating dinner."

I said, "Is it dinner of chocolate chip cookies?"

And she said "No, it is not."

And I said, "Because I think I should eat a chocolate chip cookie."

And she said, "No, you really shouldn't. What good would come of it?"


And just like that, the crisis was averted.



Also, today, I have learned two things.




1. All the summer dresses must be put away NOW. As long as they remain in the closet, I will fight the same fight every.single.morning. That fight about how they want to wear a spaghetti strapped sundress, and how I think it is no longer appropriate. So after lunch today we bought a bin, and after I finish this post, all inappropriate dresses will be removed from the closet.



2. I discovered another reason I don't like Barbie stuff. All day long Jane has been Lacey, and Ruby has been Courtney. So named because we recently purchased the Barbie Diamond Castle movie. I'm sorry if it offends anyone, but honestly, the names Lacey and Courtney ruin my day. Especially hearing my cutely named daughters Jane and Ruby, substituting their names for such. Perhaps I should write a letter to Matel requesting a new naming strategy in the upcoming movies? When we thought we had lost Ruby this afternoon at the BX Jane went running about yelling "Courtney!!" and then she said to me, "Mom, we can not leave without Courtney." And I'm like, "Oh yes we can, we don't have anyone named Courtney in our family. Now if Ruby wants to come home with us, I would like that."


We came home with Ruby, but somehow Courtney is back too.



Oh well, I'm off to hide a whole bin full of clothes. I hope it helps me win more fights tomorrow!