When life is sad its good to have a James.

Today I was standing in the laundry room looking at the bottles of laundry detergent and it hit me that I won't always need to use Dreft on James laundry. I realized that except for the fact that it is very tough on dirt and grime I probably already didn't need it. This was not a great thought for me. I then decided that I would just use Dreft on his laundry till he turns 18 just to keep things simple. I ran this by Tim and he seemed to think I was being a little irrational. I don't really see why. I mean really he'll always be my baby and if it works great on spit up surely it will be just as good on grass stains. What will the world come to when his laundry no longer smells like baby?
Almost every Friday and Saturday I load up James and cart him off to all of the garage sales I can find in town. I'm afraid I am addicted. I tell myself that of all the addictions to have this is the way to go, but it is an addiction still. James made out very well today with two pieces of Little Tykes equipment, a car seat, stick horse (complete with hoof beats and neighs), and a footed jammy. I also found an electric ice cream maker and some ribbon/tinsel for my future Christmas tree. All this for under $20.00. How can you go wrong?
"I don't understand why this bumper is here it just obstructs my view while I am holding onto the bars wailing, "Momma."
James loves animals, so Tim and I have been pondering getting him a pet. We had decided that we would get him a Golden Retriever for his 1st birthday. Mom pointed out that August was a silly time to get an outdoor animal as that it would grow up over the winter and James wouldn't be able to play with it much till spring. So we thought about it and as usual Mom was right. Ok, so no dog till next spring, but what about a kitten? That sounds harmless enough. So we have been keeping our eyes open for a good free kitten. Yesterday Tim heard on the radio about two free Manx kittens. They were in Jasper which is about a 30 min. drive from here so I called them and asked if it was ok if I came to look at them in the afternoon. No problem, just call for directions when you reach Bob's. Ok, sounds good. I made the trip on the very winding road at about 45 mi. per hr. due to those I was following. For me to mention the curves in a road may clue those of you who know me in on the severity. It was a very beautiful though. I made it to Bob's in closer to 45 min. to find that Bob's was a Shell gas station/lumber yard/grocery store/feed store. Seemed like a nice place. Anyway, I pulled in and called the kitten owner for directions only to find that the # went directly to voice mail that was full. I sat in the parking lot for 30-45 min. calling back every five, but there was no luck. So in the end I drove back to Harrison kittenless. As Aaron said they now owe me $8.00 for gas and a kitten. Oh, well. I really still want to get one but have very little intention of driving back out to Jasper.
Six days old.
The Following is an article my Mom found on MSNBC.com. I was horrified when I read it. I like to do things as naturally as possible, I have been called an Earth Momma. I was delivered by my father (the mid wife didn't make it in time to catch but was there very shortly after) at home and when I found out I was pregnant I strongly considered having that same midwife deliver James at our home. I opted not to because it was my first pregnancy. The Dr. I chose was a mid wife for about 20 years before becoming a OBGYN. So in the end I still had a very comfortable, (by comfortable I mean the setting, not the labor :) natural experience. Pregnancy is not a sickness but it is medical. There is a reason that the survival rate of mothers and babies is much higher today that in the past. I feel that these women are seriously risking the lives of their babies as well as their own. Life is too precious to be so careless. What do you think?