Can things get worse?

Being in the financial industry keeps me up to date with the happenings of our country's economic condition and if you haven't taken note, it's very scary. My homepage at work is CNN and I've noticed lately these stories popping up about "good" people getting caught up in the subprime mess, losing their house, their jobs. Our once powerful and mighty nation is racking up an unfathomable debt $53 trillion!

(see http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/03/26/beck.deficit/index.html). The article in the link is something to think about. Next time you hear of the government saving another bank by dishing out 200 Billion to get them out of some mess, just think... who's going to pay for that? That's right, Mr. & Mrs. tax payer.

Well to end this random and hopefully insightful post, thought I would leave you with one last picture that Jill and I both thought was pretty funny.

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter to all our family and friends. We had the Dunyons and Eckersleys here with us as well as Lisa and Marsha to celebrate Easter Sunday. All the kids enjoyed a fun easter egg hunt and then a yummy dinner! The day was beautiful and warm - not windy! Even Sophie enjoyed some easter egg hunting. We hope the Easter Bunny left some goodies for everyone!

Happy Boy!

I was folding laundry on the bed today and Scott was "quality control" - apparently I was doing a good job because I got smiles! He's getting so big...almost the size of our pillows!

Pooped out

What a ball we had last weekend with everyone here! It was really fun to have Grandma and Grandpa Storer here - I think they spoiled Scott, though because he keeps asking for Grandpa to sing to him and for Grandma to cuddle him. They'd better come back to visit again really soon.

We had so much fun celebrating Kyra's birthday and Scott's blessing! Thanks to all who contributed and made the very blustery day such a wonderful time - especially Mom. It's rare that we all get together, but when we do, we can count on Mom to make everything wonderful and very tasty!!

Scott was so worn out from all the festivities that he slept for five hours straight and would have kept on sleeping if I hadn't woken him up to feed him. I usually have no problem waking him up; usually I just touch his nose. But this time I unwrapped him and had to play with his hands before he would stir.