I just don't get this blog thing. I have had a few moments thinking, "oh this would make a good picture and my life will look fun" and then I reconsider as the reality is that those cute pictures of my kids in the mud are followed by me wrestling them to be clean and getting in trouble for letting them dig up the backyard. Those cute pictures of the 2 of them on the chair are proceeded and followed by my exasperating them because they don't want to cuddle and get their picture taken. You don't see all that in the cute pics. Now, I am a melancholy. really. I can find something hard about most things and live in the deep sadness of it for a long time if I let myself. So, there are some fun things that really are fun. Like the pictures of this orchard, it was actually a pretty good day! I mean some screaming on the way home and a tired afternoon for me, but overall an A+. But, friends, I just find life right now to be difficult. I love my kids, but I find the teaching/training them each day to be way beyond me. I rarely have to think too long at night before I can find a whole host of things to repent of and ask for help in. Not that I do that every night, but I wish I did. I'm praying a lot lately for patience, wisdom, love, and for forgiveness. I'm struggling to accept the personality I've been given, but not use that as an excuse to sin. Parenting is hard.

So, my blog is not happening so much. Maybe if I change my idea of what a blog is, or if you just let me be me and be melancholy. . . we'll see where we go from here.

Meg