I haz a ball!

I shall ignore all the toys and play with the ball.

Hey, did you see? I got a ball!

Rainball, you say!?

Nom nom. Taste the rainball. (Hee!)

What happens if I shake it?

Oh. It got away from me. Ball, where are you going?

I can…almost…reach it…

Grrrrr!

Did you see how it got away from me?

Ball, stop getting away from me!

Hmm. It got away again. Maybe if I yell at it.

Ball! Get over here!

Reeeaaach.

Almost.

Got it. I must become one with the ball.

“Catch me, Elliora!”

Heh. Not really, of course. But doesn’t it look like Elliora is getting ready to catch a mini-Annalie!? This cracked us up when we saw it.

Can anyone out there think of a better, more hilarious caption? There might be a prize in it for you if you come up with a really good one. Maybe some dottery or something crocheted. Wow me, I dare you!

(DISCLAIMER, because I know some of you are looking at this photo and thinking, “Aack!”: No babies were harmed during the taking of this photo. It was safer than it looks. We have a king-size bed, and Elliora was on one corner with me right next to her, while Annalie jumped straight up and landed on the pillow in the opposite corner, about six feet away. Elliora wasn’t even jostled.)

I’m sure someday I’ll actually care about blogging again. Right now I can’t seem to be bothered with it. I’m sure it’s because life is just full, what with having a nursing baby and homeschooling Annalie and Troy working crazy hours and cooking and laundry and crocheting baby blankets and sometimes meeting friends to paint pottery and mailing out the occasional care package. Not to mention how we seem to keep taking turns being sick.

It’s not that I don’t care about blogging, even. I want to blog. I guess I just want to do those other things more. Or they’re easier, or they are more necessary, or they give me more personal satisfaction, or they’re easier to do while wearing Elliora in the Ergo and bouncing on an exercise ball. I don’t know.

I guess I have blogged recently, but it doesn’t feel to me like I have. Maybe because recently my posts have either been short or photoless or kind of vent-y? Or maybe because I have thought of a hundred posts I would like to write in the past couple of months but have not had the time or energy to write them in a timely fashion. Especially when they involve getting photos downloaded, edited, and Flickr’d all on the same day.

Right now there are photos on my camera that I could write a lovely post about. I took them today, in the rain. Annalie was outside playing and splashing and dancing around exclaiming over all the violets and daffodils, and Elliora was quiet and big-eyed as she took the world in and listened to the rain pattering on the umbrella above our heads.

But the problem is, they’re still on my camera. And I’m tired. And I have a couple hundred photos from my Omaha trip already on my laptop awaiting editing and posting, and I hate doing things out of order. So that post will likely never get written, and that makes me kinda sad. But I know that right now, I cannot do it all and stay sane. I just can’t. I have to let some things go.

Not to mention that there are lots of other things going on in my life, or at least around me, that I couldn’t blog about anyway. And that always puts a damper on my desire to write here, when I have to hold things back. Nothing terrible is going on, lest you worry. Just stuff that isn’t mine to talk about. You know how it goes. I guess I’ve actually been writing a lot lately, just all of my writing has been to friends or family in emails.

Anyway. I should end this post before it gets any more random and rambly. It’s entirely possible that this crappy-blogging streak is all in my head, because I know about all the posts I’ve wanted to write that have not happened, but you guys don’t. In any case, I hope y’all don’t mind if I occasionally throw a bunch of random photos up here and call it a day.