I've been shamed into posting ...

Okay. I've noticed that many of you have added these delightful little features to your blogs that track the last time a blog was updated. At last glance, someone's blog said that my blog was last updated 4 months ago. As I scanned the entire list, I realized that I won! Of the entire list of blogs, mine was the least recently updated.

But I have some good excuses ... I mean, reasons. Since my last post, we've celebrated every birthday in our little family. We've gone on a few trips. And we bought a new house (new to us), did some extensive revamping, and moved in. And in the meanwhile, Matt changed departments at work, Jake started 3-day-a-week preschool and soccer, and Eric has turned into the cutest little munchkin ever.

So here are a few little anecdotes that I could share so I don't forget they happened.

Eric's favorite song: U2's "Vertigo" ... particularly fond of the line, "Hello, hello, hola!" Cracks up everytime he hears it.

Eric's favorite parent: Matt, hands-down. :)

Eric's first temper tantrum: On his first birthday, he opened a gift from Grandma Jane ... a universal remote. (A toy one.) Jake thought this was a pretty cool toy and grabbed it out of Eric's hands. Eric crawled over to Jacob, got up in his face and screamed as loud as he could. I believe the day of reckoning has arrived in which Jake is not going to be able to push Eric around with the ease to which he is accustomed.

Jacob's favorite number: 61. Here's an example of him using his favorite number in a sentence: "Mom, are you 61?" Anytime he asks about time or about how much something costs, he refers to the number 61.

Jacob's future job: As evidenced by the following example, Jacob has a promising career as a preschool teacher. About a week ago, Jacob was trying to teach me how to say the letter "d" properly. (I don't think he thought I was doing it wrong per se ... I think he was just mimicking the lesson his teacher had given his class earlier in the day.) Anyway, as he was explaining that you put your tongue behind your teeth, I looked away to load a dish into the dishwasher. All of a sudden I hear, "Eyes on me, please."

Jacob's favorite movie: Earlier this week, he played at the home of a little girl from church and preschool. Apparently, they watched the fine cinematic creation that is "Barbie and the Diamond Castle". Clearly we haven't seen such excellent animation and riveting story lines before as it really made an impression on Jacob. Later in the day, we're driving in the car and listening to the radio. There's some overly-dramatic song about love sung by some squealing soprano on the easy-listening station, and Jacob tells me that it's the same song that Barbie sings in the movie. Then he runs down the list of good characters and bad characters. Then, three days later, he says to me, "Barbie and the Diamond Castle isn't my favorite movie anymore. I like Star Wars now, and The Power Rangers is my most favorite movie." I can't tell if this story would make Matt happy or sad? :)

Okay, I'm about to turn into a pumpkin ... so I have to go to sleep. But I'm back to blogging, I think. I've really enjoyed catching up and reading so many blogs of friends and family. You all seem to make the daily mundane seem entertaining. I love it!