It finally happened. I crossed over to the land of the smart phone (and subsequently joined instagram). It wasn't too long ago that I voiced my concern about having the "Internet in my pocket" and the probable neglect that would follow. Here I am; a sell-out. But oh, I am a really happy sell-out who is enjoying her new phone very much.
Even so, I find comfort in the familiarity of my blog and the laptop which allows my fingers the freedom to type as fast as they want; with quick access to the frequently used 'backspace' key. The allure of instagram with its convenience and insta-cheerleaders makes it easy to understand its appeal. Re-connecting with my friends who bailed on blogging and catching up with those who've kept a lower profile is the best part so far. My friends have beautiful lives and darling kids and it's so great catching glimpses of it all.
I can't say for sure, but the history that this blog contains of our family's story with its attached detail - I hope - will hold me here. Instagram is awesome though.
As far as getting to know my phone goes, it continues to delight me. I made friends with Siri and am guilty of tell her 'good morning' when I wake up; among other things. Andrew with his Samsung Galaxy and Ali with her iphone5s, we'll keep you posted on our favorites and frustrations between the two. Not that this is anyones business, but I feel inclined to say that Andrew's company pays for his smart phone and I've joined my brother's family plan (he works for Verizon). Having done this, I now pay twenty dollars less each month than I did for my 'dumb phone.' #yayfrugality #sorryAndrea
Another feature that I use a lot is using my 'voice' to text. It's awesome. My kids think so too. Tonight at dinner, Eliza asks,
"Mom, can I have another cheese meltie question mark?" Laughing, I reply.
"Sure period." Henry picks up on what we're doing.
"Please pass the salad period." Increasing the volume in his voice, "Now EXCLAMATION POINT!"
We're all laughing, Lottie included. The children hear me make command after command as I "text" by voice; including the necessary use of verbally assigning the punctuation (in case this conversation didn't make sense to you). Lottie wants to join in the fun. She adds,
"I want some more too Christmas mark!" She meant to say question mark. Henry, Eliza and I are laughing.
Shifting gears: in my head my imaginary readers were laughing at the Eliza and Henry notes I recently posted. For that reason, I have another GEM for you. Courtesy of Eliza, here's a note she wrote after the neighbor boys threw snowballs at my car when we came home from Church on Sunday.
It snowed! And just like I love, it arrived over the weekend.
I love their Dad so much.
Forrest reached his seven month mark. He's not sleeping through the night. During a twelve hour stretch, I usually nurse him once and sometimes send Andrew in to help him find his pacifier. He is, however, army crawling like a champ. Because when babies do anything, they do it "like a champ." He cries like a champ, snuggles like a champ and poops like a champ.
I'm over the moon in love with him. That's still the same.
I also took my first selfie:
And finally, last Thursday the Relief Society put on a progressive dinner. My home was one of the appetizer stops. My home hasn't been that clean in a LONG time and it felt very Christmas-ish. I asked Andrew to take a few photos before the kids had access to the rooms again!