It is really interesting to me how a smell, touch, taste, or sound sends me down memory lane. It is even more interesting when I smell something and I know it is familar to me, but I cannot figure out why it is so familar.  The smell of old spice will always remind me of my father, the smell of vanilla does the same of my mom.   Anyway, I was just sitting out side drinking a cup of coffee and I got a strong sense of familarity came to me... so I had to say something.

In the last week I have done four scrapbook pages, so that has been nice. I need to get some more scrapbook inserts though, as I have run out. I will have to take some pictures of the ones I love so I can post them. I have SOOOO many pictures of Josh it is unreal. But then again, Im trying to capture the time he can't spend with his mom, for his mom. Plus if I did not take pictures of him, what else could I take pictures of? ME???? No, NO thanks.  I do have some pictures of myself, but unless I have a good reason, I tend to only scrapbook pictures of myself once a year. who knows why. 

I guess Josh was bored yesterday, he decided it would be a great idea to jump on his bed. I cannot blame him though, jumping on the bed is fun. I remember growing up my sisters and I ( who ever it was that I was sharing the room with it at the time) would have jump contests on our beds. Or we would create obstacle courses that involved alot of jumping. So on one hand I totally cannot get upset with this fun idea he had. HOWVER, he jumped so much that the frame totally buckled. I tried to put it back together, but it wont work. So Im calling in my parents, lol. They can fix it. 

Well, I should wrap this up, my best friend is coming over with her kiddos again today, and we are going to get bagels and coffee ( our ritual) and maybe take the kids to the park... or maybe we will just lock our selves in my extra room and scrapbook... hahahhaha yeah right, like that would keep them out!