If I.....

If I was more like Caroline Ingalls.....

I would bake and cook everything out of nothing.

I would own a gun and know how to use it.

My children would be quiet as soon as I said their name.  Once.

I would iron our clothes even though no one ever sees us and I'd have to use an open flame to heat the iron.  And I wouldn't complain about it.

I would just say, "Oh, Jason" instead of running off my mouth.

I would have a baby that apparently never does anything but play quietly.

I would sleep on a bed of dried grass and think it was amazing. 

I certainly wouldn't complain about my slow internet connection, or the fact that I need to drive 40 minutes to Target.

But if I were more like her, then I wouldn't have a camera to capture wonderful moments.  I wouldn't have a computer to view them, or have someone send me copies in the mail.

So I am thankful for the advancement of some aspects of life.  Like taking a picture of Owen as he sat at the dinner table with his spider Halloween basket upside down on his head.

He was so serious.  He ate his dinner as if nothing was different.   He even told a story of another child and called them, "immature".  This caused Jason and I to nearly spit our dinner across the table.  We were laughing - and blaming it on the baby so that we didn't hurt Owen's feelings. Then he had to hide because he was embarrassed. 

Then he replaced the spider and did the crazy 4 year old boy face.  What is with this face?  I love it.  I am so blessed  I get to look at it again and again, and happy that it also means I don't need to make straw hats out of straw for my entire family.