Denim shorts.

You know when it can take people a few weeks to get used to writing "2013" instead of "2012" after New Year's Day? That's sort of how I've been feeling every single blasted month this year. I had to rewrite a check last week because I dated it in March. Apparently it is May. And now it's May 8th. So basically in a few days it'll already be June because the months are flying by and I can't keep up. And then it will basically be Christmas!!

Yesterday I realized that our annual Zoo pass I bought Spring 2012 was good until June 2013, so after eating my toaster strudel, I took the kids to the zoo. Then we went to Winco and bought a few ingredients, then I spent upwards of two hours chopping up stuff to unintentionally make a feast-sized amount of homemade potato salad, then after the Missionaries ate and left, we all went outside and did a little bit of yard work. The kids have been in charge of finding all the rocks on our freshly plotted garden and have been having a blast finding and picking up worms along the way for their twisted enjoyment. You know how they say that most people have the same fears as their parents, and that your fears will be passed to your children? I promise I try my hardest to not look disgusted when they bring me a hand full of worms. I want them to like nasty stuff like that and fit in with their Idaho heritage, I do.

Oh, and on Monday, Dustin went with me up to Rexburg while I was in my voice lesson and masterclass and decided to just ride his bike home from the Snow building. So yeah, I think I'm allowed to brag a tiny bit about that guy. 'Parrently he went through Archer and Ririe and arrived home just after 2 hours (just over 40 miles). I've decided I will think twice the next time I complain about that drive taking me 38-40 minutes. In a car. With Taylor Swift.

So that's why our year is flying by and that's why it's May and feels like it should still be March. On top of all that, I'm currently basking in the joy of a 19 credit-load semester. I read textbooks and articles on ilearn and sing French colouratura ditty's in my "free" time. Sometimes I get around to cleaning our kitchen, and sometimes, like really, sometimes, I fold our laundry.

Lillie keeps growing out of her shoes and Jack has holes in most of his jeans. I have no idea how it happened, or when it happened. Everybody told me that these kids will grow up fast. It's really, really annoying that they were right. But now it's basically Summer, and I better get over it and get busy turning all of those jeans into shorts.