The Latta Family

The brain is so weird.  The way neurons fire is so random.  You just never know the direction your thoughts are going to go. I was standing in the kitchen this afternoon, fixing myself a snack.  A peach in cottage cheese.  Man do I love a fresh, juicy peach in some cottage cheese.  It brought me back to right after Alexa was born.  For weeks after she was born I had the most absurd craving for fresh peaches in cottage cheese.  I thought it was the most fantastic thing EVER! This memory made me wonder, why was it after I had a baby that I had these intense cravings?  It made me think I must have needed the protein or something.  Which made me think, why?  For reasons I will not get into, I did not breast feed my children.  This lead to a memory from after Andrew was born. A few days after I had Andrew, I became a "bit" engorged with all the unused milk I had.  Someone said that I could relieve the discomfort, by putting frozen cabbage leaves inside my bra.  Folks, Rolai

I was watching NCIS one night this week and a character on the episode was complaining about the fact that kids don't get to have unsupervised play time anymore.  I have no idea what the rest of the episode was about, but I remember that line.  It's true.  Which is good and bad. Once baseball was over this summer, Andrew became depressed.  He didn't have exposure to constant friends.  He was stuck with sporadic play dates with friends, and me and his sister.  (I'm pretty sure Alexa and I are not all that fun to an 8 year old boy).  Then one evening, there were some kids having races up and down our street.  We knew about the kids, but quite frankly my previous experiences with them were odd and as a result, I have not encouraged a friendship. The first time we met them was when Andrew was 4 years old. Randomly one afternoon, this boy shows up in our driveway wanting to play.  Turns out he lived on our street.  So, Andrew and this boy played in the yard, and then dri