I am house sitting for my parents again. woot! It's wonderful to be here with my kids... we get to play in the forest all day, go in the hot tub when we feel overwhelmed, and watch movies on a real tv instead of my lap top. The three crazy dogs are always running around and barking at nothing. I have day dreams of filling the yard with goats and chickens and planting the best garden! But it is hard to get online out here, they only have satellite internet which is about as quick as dial-up. But I have been working out and taking pictures... just not posting about them.

Which brings me to the reason for this post:

Because we have not been at home (house sitting... and our gas was turned off and i'm waiting for huz to get up all the $$$ to get it back on) I have put aside my cloth diapers, temporarily... The man child has had one hell of a rash and Bean is still needing a night time diaper, so I bought 4 packs of the 7th generation paper diapers and some wipes. It was 10% day at harvest so i stocked up. This is actually a great thing for my cloth diaper adventure because it is giving me a chance to wash and strip all my diapers and look at them all in one place, sort out the ones that we can still use and demote to rags the ones that are torn or too small... Plus my beautiful land lady pays the water and since the Man Child started eating real food, the diaper routine has needed more and more water. I still do my best to dump the poop into the the toilet because a) the fecal matter that goes into the trash dump via disposable diapers ends up in our water systems... so essentially we drink each other's babies' shit and b) putting human fecal waste into the municipal trash system is illegal. But few people care or know. We successfully cloth diapered our son for a year and a half. I'm not done with my cloth, but it is time to reevaluate the system to make it work for a big kid instead of a baby. Cloth diapering the new born was the easy part...


Choice, Part 2

There comes a time in few women's lives where she is faced with a choice she already made. I am currently facing the same choice I made several years ago, should I follow him? Well, last time I made this choice, I said "I will follow you to the ends of the earth and back, or maybe just Atlanta..." And it turned out to be a great choice! I have the most beautiful 4 year old in the world because I went to Atlanta with the man I love. So now I must ask myself again, "Do I follow him?" Do we go to LA to struggle together- as he calls it? Do we stay here and go thru all this broke ass shit apart? The kids need their Dad, I need my man. But oh my god, I hate Los Angeles. Everytime I see my friends kids playing with their dads I get all weepy. I never cry about Huz. Until now... I miss him all the time, the kids are always asking for him, the Man Child said his first sentence and his poppa wasn't there to hear it. (The Moon in the Sky, was his sentence, in case you were wondering.) I am lucky, I get to remake a decision that changed my life. I get to reevaluate the things that led me to this life. And I have decided that I made the right choice then... what will i do now?