I wanna talk about meeee!

I am in the best shape of my life. I love my body. I fit perfectly into my size 6 jeans. I look fabulous in a swimsuit. I am totally full of crap and am just trying to take "The Secret"'s approach to manifest myself into my dream body. I have a feeling it's just not going to work considering I can't help but laugh and make fun of myself every time I try repeating these phrases. Oh well, can't hurt...right? It's hard to believe (especially for me) but I am on week 2 and STILL exercising. I had to take a moment to document this because I surely won't believe it later. Another big thanks to Bri for dragging me to the gym 4 days a week even though I've tried weak excuses to get out of it. I think she was put on this earth for the divine purpose of getting me back into shape. So week 2 and I'm still just as sore and winded as ever, but I'm doing it and that is something in itself right there.

Now I'm going to take a moment to realize that my little blog here is titled, "The Statens Say..." not "Sheri says...trying to lose weight sucks", so I suppose I should spend some time updating you on the rest of my family and not just my vain pastimes.

Brandon has just been busy with nursing school, like always. He makes the occasional appearance at work (which results in only an occasional appearance of a paycheck -- thank heavens for student loans). When he's home, all his time lately has been spent outdoors getting our yard spruced up. His work is paying off and I'm actually starting to take a little pride in looking at the outside of my house. The inside still leaves much to be desired since I am no where near as efficient inside the house as he is outside it.

McKenna officially finished her Kindergarten year and I felt a little tug at my heart after picking her up from the bus stop that last day. In a little over a month, my little girl will be in 1st grade and be gone aaallll day. Which, right now, makes me a bit sad. But I'm sure that after a couple weeks of her being home aaallll day, it will start to sound heavenly.

Mathew is getting more and more talkative everyday, which I'm thankful for...sometimes. It's so strange going from having McKenna, who talked non-stop since she said her first word, to having Mathew who grunts and uses hand gestures to communicate. It's nice to learn that at the ripe age of 4, he's finally learned to put together a complete sentence.

Nathaniel is soooo much fun. He's entering (and I'm sure will be exiting all too soon) my favorite age span. The age where he's interactive and fun and can entertain himself, yet still isn't quite mobile enough to raise my blood pressure. He giggles and squeals and rolls over...all kinds of fun stuff. Now if he'd just start sleeping through the night already, I might be able to cross off my number one complaint.

We haven't been up to much else. Just living life one day at a time, which is all you can do sometimes. We did take the kids to see Kung Fu Panda today. I got several good laughs and the kids LOVED it, of course. The whole drive home was filled with lots of "Hiii-YA!" and "Hwhaa!" and "Pshoo!" I'm sure those of you who have taken your kids to this movie can sympathize.

Now that summer is upon us, hopefully we'll have some adventures that could actually be classified as exciting, or even just interesting. I'd settle with interesting.