Love/Hate

I was tagged a month ago by Michelle from Hathersage Hall and I am finally getting around to responding. I'm supposed to list 6 unimportant things about myself and I'm going to do it in the form of a love/hate list. Here goes.


1) I love this pose. Children inspecting bugs. I have many pictures of my kids doing the exact same thing in varying locations. Very sweet.


2) I hate this high chair. We've been using it since my 4-year old was born so I've been hating it for 4 years. Maybe I should clarify. It has good points: It rolls into the next room, it folds in between children (not literally between them, but between needing to use it from one child to the next), and the seat is soft. Cleaning it is one of the biggest nuisances I've ever encountered. It has more cracks, crevices, screwholes, reachable plastic parts than should ever be allowed on anything a baby with mushy food is going to come near touching (notice the detail of me toothpick-cleaning). The tray insert is useless, I think, and now I've rendered the tray itself useless by leaving it on the stove with the oven on, thereby melting a corner crucial for attaching it to the chair. I'm not in the market for a new high chair, but if I were I'd get something extremely basic.

3) I love homemade biscuits with a drizzle of honey. And biscuits with jelly. And biscuits with crumbled sausage and gravy.

4) I hate phrases ending in "with." Not like, "What does that go with?" (Even though I'm sure that should be something like, "With what does that go?") But phrases like, "Do you want to come with?" and "She went with" and such. I never heard anyone say that until we moved up here. Is it regional?

5) I love being in the water. Swimming pool, lake, creek, fountain, whatever. I particularly enjoy being submerged up to my neck during the summer, but a wading trip through a cool, clear, rocky creek will thrill me to my bones. Now, I hardly ever am in water (recreationally, that is-I do make a habit of bathing), but I sure do like it and wish I could enjoy it more frequently.
(I wasn't about to show a picture of me in the water, but that is me with my baby in the lake).

6) Despite my love of feeling the water, I am a terrible swimmer and hate having water in my eyes, nose, and mouth. I could never go under water without holding my nose as a kid and now as a stubborn adult, will probably never learn. We'll see. My husband enjoys swimming, so at least we've got someone in the family to help the kids and me, if I decide I need it.

Now, of course, I'm not going to tag anyone else because that's just the way I am, but please feel free to let me know if you relate or if you think I'm crazy.
Thanks, Michelle, that was fun!