Where have I been?

My first thought of what to write is an explanation of why I haven't written since our vacation. It reminds me of every time I would start out a journal entry, but here it goes. I have been trying to finish an already late birthday present for Grandpa Larsen. Here is just a sample of what it is: Hopefully I will have this finished and in the mail tomorrow so I can come back to blogging our lives. I actually have thought daily about what I would like to write in the blog. We have had an eventful 2 weeks for being as sick as we have been (Corban has had a little something too).
I have been sick since Utah, which isn't my excuse for why the project isn't finished yet. The excuse is that I have been taking naps with Corban. I hate to tell the health authorities, but more sleep seems to be keeping me sick, not making me better. When I was forced to work while sick I seemed to not get as sick. I have been battling this long enough that my milk supply is not sufficient to please Corban, so we have resorted to formula for about half of his feedings. I now know more bonuses to breastfeeding. Making a bottle in the middle of the night wakes Corban up and then I have to be awake longer, trying to convince him it isn't time to be awake. I have never had that problem when breastfeeding. Also, waiting for the formula to dissolve, Enfamil being much better than Nestle, doesn't keep a smile on Smiley boy's face.
This is all we get for now because Jared would like to say nightly prayers, which means I will be in dreamland all too soon. But I will leave with this thought/question- Does reading about other people's lives (blog, email, letter) make you feel like you need to start living?

Who wouldn't want to take a nap with this precious thing?