What to blog about?

Okay so I have some time to kill, it doesn't happen very often, so I figure why not right down some random thoughts and maybe just maybe I will inspire the masses with my jibberish:) I'm sure it's not likely, but it's worth a shot. Perhaps some wandering reader will find me so inspiring they will want to pay me a million dollars to publish my thoughts. I mean my thoughts have to be worth at least a million, right? Or maybe not, but a gals gotta dream. Which brings me to my thoughts as a child. I love to sing, it kinda runs in the family. My mom always had a made up song she put together from taking a bath and how we wash our bodies, to cleaning our rooms, or whatever, they just came out. I'm proud to say I carry on the tradition and my kids love it. I find Tanner and Keira doing the same thing. Sometimes Keira even makes up her own words.  I love it...so where was I, oh yes, I loved to sing as a child. I always thought I was good at it too, so good that I figured if I just walked around singing some recording artist would snatch me up right away and I would make millions. I guess the kid in me will never die. I still think I'm worth millions, maybe not my singing talent, but something else for sure.

Ah another thought. Kelcey and I returned home from our adventure in Lava Hot Springs. It's just this small little town, but it was very fun. We went tubing down the river, and enjoyed the little pockets of warm water gushing out on the side. However, the river itself was shockingly cold. And a word of warning, when you go over the rapids on a tube, lift your bum up in the air or you may get smacked by an angry rock, I still have a tender spot. We then enjoyed their very large pool, the water slides, and the platforms. I'm a very daring individual, at least I thought I was. Being a mother has kind of settled that part a little. Of course, I couldn't just leave the tallest platform just standing there taunting me, so Kelcey and I made our way up. We had to do it at least once or forever be doomed as chickens. Now I've jumped off a platform like this before, so I don't know why I was suddenly so nervous, but I was.  I looked down and my stomach got all jittery. Kelcey went first, yes I hang my head in shame. Then it was my turn. I took a leap and I fell for at least 5 MINUTES. Holy cow, I don't remember it ever being that long of a fall before. Just so you know, you have to sign a waver before they will even allow you to climb the stairs. At any rate, obviously, I survived and yes I would definitely do it again. However, my once life long dream of sky diving, has dropped to the bottom two:) 

And now for my final thought of the evening...children's bed time. It is the most glorious and celebrated part of the day. It is the moment of true bliss. I think God gave us the need to sleep just so we wouldn't harm our children. Can you imagine a world with no naps, and no bed time? That would be hell. And a very valid reason to do everything possible to make sure you make it to heaven.