WHy do people beat their kids? How can you look at a baby and think it is ok to beat the hell out of them? How can that be an ok thing in your mind? Just as bad is the mom who pretends like her boyfriend is really Not beating the kids. How can you turn your head away as your child screams in agony begging for you to help? How can you live with yourself? I hope someone beats you.

I hate my job.

I realized that I am reluctant to post b/c I don't have pics to use. Then I remember that the purpose of this is blog is to document life.. Which can be done just as easily with words. So, The latest news is that we WILL in fact be moving to Delaware in August of 2009. We had a family home evening about it last Monday and told the kids. We told them that we have to have Faith and then we will be ok wherever we are. David was tremendously upset. He cried and begged to please stay in Salt Lake city. He wants to "graduate from Bonneville with Jesse" (who he doesnt' even play with.) And then right in the middle of David's lament, Danny decided to put in his two cents. "Mom, I can't go to Delaware!" "I will be soooo Hungry and Thirsty!" (as if we will not be eating in Delaware.) Daniel has a very narrow view of life. He is mostly concerned for his stomache. I swear that kid keeps me in stitches. I don't think the kids can comprehend what is happening with this move. Maybe we should have waited to tell them until it gets closer. But Tim is making frequent trips back (in January and February)so oh well, the cat is out of the bag.