Turn around, turn around, turn around and she's a young girl walking out of the door

Good evening loyal followers:

I write tonight in shock. My beautiful little innocent princess has kissed a boy! Not just any boy, a younger boy! It happened right before my eyes and at church of all places! Here's the situation...Carter was at church today and don't get me wrong he's a pretty cute little guy and apparently quite the ladies' man. He kept following Lily around all day and they were playing. First he was a monster that was chasing them around, then he was running like a maniac with her in the nursery, then he asked her to dance and then he just puckered up and asked for a kiss...and what does Lily do, she kisses him! Just like that!  Talk about Rico Sauve, or Don Juan...I mean really. My family thought I was forward giving my first grade boyfriend a little smoochy smooch, but seriously, she's 4, people! The husband sees nothing wrong with this...of course this is coming from the man who kissed 90% of eligible women ( I assume they were eligible, but you know what they say when you assume...) in the greater North American Continent. He says well it means nothing, but what's next, isn't kissing the gateway drug to some other illicit behavior? Where did I go wrong in my parenting? At least it wasn't Emma going around kissing boys, of course, she also was quite taken with Carter, so I wouldn't be surprised if some sort of sibling rivalry arises from this. I'm going to invest in some sturdy door locks tonight and chastity belts! If Santa Claus reads my blog, that is what the Van Horns need for Christmas this year!

A picture of a more innocent time, with a  little ice cream on her nose...ahh, *sigh* (this was only a year ago)

Okay, now that I've gotten that off my chest, I've now doubled my posts from October, and I don't want to spoil my readers too much by giving into their irrational desires for numerous blog entries.  I won't be writing one every day, probably not even every week...that's how I keep you coming back for more! Au revoir mes amis!

Once upon a time....

Hello wonderful world of blog followers:
I'm sure all of you have been missing an amazing post from me. That is not sarcasm, I believe that all my posts are amazing and that you all should be missing them when I go for a month or so without writing one. Some of you know, okay maybe only like one of you know that I've contemplated writing a book. Well it just so happens, that a co-worker of mine thinks that I would make an excellent author. I have a "cute sense of humor," she says and she would love reading a book from me! The problem comes in when my book would be chock full of sarcastic humor which somehow gets lost in translation. I write now as if the only problem I'd have in writing a book is that nobody would find the humor in it, however the bigger problem is writing a book that is longer than 10 pages or having a topic worth publishing! If any of you out there have an idea of a book for me to write, I'd sure be happy to hear about it!

Anyway, moving on. This past month as been crammed full of stuff. Lily turned 4 on October 25 and she desperately wanted to have another princess party. So because I have sucker written all over my face, I threw her a princess party. This year, it was complete with costumes! Of course, I failed her miserably when I was unable to complete the castle. She wanted a castle that she could play in, a pink castle with purple on it. I had gathered up some boxes and had begun to paint them and assemble them when I reached maximum burn-out. I am a procrastinator by nature, so I thrive on the pressure that comes when completing things last minute. The week of her birthday party, I had a 4 page paper to write, an assignment to turn in, and of course her castle cake to make, not to mention working night shift the night before her party or working throughout the week. Needless to say, the castle to play in, fell by the wayside! I know, I am a sorry excuse for a mother, how dare I promise a castle to my sweet little princess and then go back on my word? The husband assures me she'll be okay.

Aside from the birthday and the party, life is pretty uneventful. Classes are going great and by classes I mean the one class that I'm taking. My professor loves me (it's a web class but she makes comments on all of our assignments and I always receive glowing remarks) and as well she should, I'm pretty loveable! I have signed up for more classes for the winter quarter and am still looking into getting into a Master's program for counseling. 

Life is good, the Badgers are ranked higher than the Buckeyes in every poll and the Packers are doing well and the Vikings continue to lose. Can life get better? I suppose you know end of sickness and establing world peace would make life a bit better but who's asking anyway. I'll be bidding you adieu now until next time!