Sine you been gone

I haven't been doing so well in keeping up with my poor blog. Things have been pretty hectic around the house, that blogging just hasn't been a major priority.

Jenna has been getting more and more anxious about going outside and playing. Which I can't really blame her. The weather is gorgeous one day and drab and miserable the next day. I have decided that next year she is going to attend pre-school during the day and pre-k during the afternoon. I may be regretting that decision later but for now it is what I am going to stick with. The only major issue that I see is that she still takes a nap in the afternoon and that is going to be kicked to the curb.

I have already started rolling around ideas for what I am going to do for Jenna's birthday party. Last year we did a princess theme and she still loves princess so we may have to do the same theme. If anyone has any ideas please flood them over this direction! It's hard to believe that my little monster is going to be 4 years old in May. The past 4 years have just flown by so quickly and she is getting more and more independant which makes me kinda sad. There are so many times now that she doesn't need my help with something or she will inform me that she is going to figure it out on her own. All though on a side note, she did tell me that when she gets to be a baby again that she wants a some new toy. If we could only go back to being a baby again.

There isn't much more going on other then the life and times of Jenna. I was asked the other day why I hadn't posted anything about my divorce or how that is coming along and to be honest in due time that post will come. That will be a whole post all in its self.

"Tell me bout it, stud"

Jenna has this obsession with "Grease". Last year, the Newton High School put the play on, I took Jenna to see it, and the little monster would inform me when certain parts of the play were not exactly like the movie, plus she would get up and do the dance moves along with the kids just like she does when she watches the movie. When she is at home, she does the same thing, she sings, dances, and repeats the lines. With that being said, last night she came up to me and said "Tell me about it, stud." with the full hip swing and everything. Yes, my daughter for that moment decided to be Olivia Newton John and brought me to tears from laughter with that little act.

That's right, I'm raising the next Olivia Newton John.

On The Wagon

Well, it seems that I have caved into peer pressure. I guess you could officially say that "Yes, if my friends all jumped off of a bridge, I would surely follow." I can't promise that I will have something enlightening to say every day but from what I understand this is a great place to vent frustrations and boy o' boy do I have some frustrations. Fasten your seatbelts, we may experience a bumpy ride sometimes but I do promise that the good stuff will be worth it as well.