I’m totally going to jynx myself by writing this blog, but the truth is I haven’t figured out what to do with my free time (since I have rarely experienced it with Jayden), so today I’m on the computer.  Since Jayden’s been born, I thnk he’s been far to excited about being alive to sleep.  Once he recovered from the birth and woke up from his peaceful 2-week coma like state, Jayden decided he’d had enough sleeping and wasn’t going to do it anymore.  For the next 3-4 months, he would take 15-20 min naps randomly throughout the day.  The attempt to get him on any sort of schedule or to get him to sleep by himself was veto’d by him.  If he was going to sleep longer than 15 mins, someone was going to have to hold him.  So many a naps he spent in a sling or a baby carrier while I tried to get something done around the house or while I tried to just enjoy a little ‘quiet’ time by myself.  Over the next few months, he gradually learned to sleep by himself in his crib and he gradually extended his naps from 20mins to now about an hour, so now I have time to take a shower and get the dishes done before he wakes up.  Most of the time it is an hour on the nose, but the last couple days…I don’t know what has gotten into him.   Yesterday he went down for his morning nap, and slept for 2 1/2 hours.   I couldn’t believe it.  I didn’t know what to do with myself.  What do people do when their kids sleep longer than an hour?  I got bored on the internet, I had no more dishes to do.  The kitchen was clean, the family room was clean, the laundry was done and folded and actually put away (that hardly ever happens).  Luckily Kaylee came over with Wyatt to keep my company.   When Jayden finally woke up, we played, ate, and ran some errands and when we came back it was time for his afternoon nap.  Again, I was expecting about an hour.  Then an hour came and went.  After 2 hours, he finally woke up.  I couldn’t believe it.   So, today I was expecting things to go back to normal.  I put him down at 9 this morning and it is now 10:50am and I am just starting to hear some little noises come from his room.  Like the sound of his bink being thrown across the room and hitting the door.  If he keeps sleeping like this, I’m gonna have to find something new to do.  :)

I have never been good with knowing where I am or knowing how to get to where I am going.   Thank goodness for mapquest because without it I may try to go somewhere and I may not return for a long time.  Royal is one of those people who you could blindfold him drive him to the middle of nowhere and leave him and he’d calmly take the blindfold off do a quick glance around and say, ‘hmm, ok, that way is south southeast’ and then head off in the direction of civilization.  So, if anybody has any plans to blindfold me and take me to the middle of nowhere, I’d appreciate it if you would let me take Royal.  Because not only does he know where he’s going, he could probably fight off a bear and he could probably also catch some fish for dinner and gut it and then I could cook it.  So basically if we were lost in the woods, I would only be good for cooking the meal and probably some small entertainment when I wasn’t freaking out about being lost.  Protecting us, finding food, and finding our way home I would not be good at.

This is Royal saying, ‘Oh Rach, you’re so funny’, but on the inside he’s thinking, ‘Thank God she let me drive today’

One time, I had to go to Chicago for some training when I worked for ATT Wireless with my legally blind co-worker Jeremy.   Since he was mostly blind I had to drive, obviously.  So we got a car with a navigation system in it because I told him if he actually wanted to get somewhere, someone was going to have to tell me how to get there.  Well I got the navigation system lost and it kept saying, ‘whenever possible make a U-turn, whenever possible make a U-turn’  over and over again.  

When I first got my license, I was down at the funeral home with my dad and he was going to let me drive him home, but I suggested we go to dairy queen first.  He said, ’sure’, and I said ‘ok, how do I get there?’  He looked at me like I was crazy since I had grown up in Shelton my ENTIRE life and dairy queen was 1 of 2 fast food restaurants in town.  He proceeded to say, ‘oh, you know how to get there’.   Really I didn’t, and after I made wrong turn after wrong turn, dad finally took pity on me and pointed me in the right direction.  So, why I beg you, why do my sisters insist that I be the driver on our sister weekends? 

On one sister weekend we went camping, but we didn’t have a plan where we wanted to go, so we headed for the mountains and I was driving.  We got lost on some logging roads and Joanna even made a fairwell video to our parents (it was around the time the Blair Witch project came out) in case our bones were found years down the road.  Luckily we survived the weekend.   This past weekend was our last sister weekend before Kaylee and her fam move down to the desert (her blog) to try their hand at being cactus farmers, ok that’s not the reason, but I think it’s funny.  So, us 3 sisters headed to our friend’s cabin at the beach in Grayland.  Well before we even got on the road, I had just picked Kaylee up and was heading to Joanna’s house when I missed her road, so I took the next one, and then missed the turn again.  Good thing Kaylee was with me or I may have drove circles around Joanna’s house for hours trying to find her.  Then on our way to the beach, in McCleary, instead of following all the cars turning to get to the hyway, I decide to just go straight. Not smart.  I had to flip around while my sister’s cracked up next to me in the truck and then video taped me and made me explain what I just did.  Luckily the rest of the trip to the beach was pretty much a straight shot.  Although, at one point, we left the cabin and went to Westport and on the way home I drove right by the house and had to flip around and go back.  Stupid…I don’t want to be the driver anymore.