New Year's 2013

New Year's pictures used to be at night.  Funny how that changes.

December 31 rolled around and Jed and I declared our annual family road trip of child-filled torture.  We lock them in the car seats, bless five-point harnesses, and drive around in the hills while we contemplate our yearly goals.  And then we talk about what we will do with the mega-bucks money we will win this year.  "What we will do with mega-bucks" is our favorite game.  Too bad we don't actually ever play mega-bucks but just in case we fall into a glorious windfall of money we will be prepared.  Anyway back to goals (not as fun as megabucks)
Our goals get written down when we get home, slapped on the fridge and scream at those of us that can read every time we need a drink or chocolate chips or any other perishable item.  When we moved, to my horror, every one in the ward took the time to reflect on our yearly goals.  One of the kind men looked me in the eye and asked "How are these working out for you," to which I replied, 
"How do you think?  Do I look calm, do I look happy, do I look organized?  Okay then, get that box, get out of here and quit reading my failures."  He looked scared and told me to work on number #1

My #1 goal....
Not be so angry.

It's interesting to look back at our goals made only three short months ago and see how we are coming along.
Jed: get food storage and other things that he can tell you about
Jara:  learn 100 sight words, she's close, two more lists to go
Jack: make bed, he's making his and Jara's, whenever we both remember
Elise: learn to walk. CHECK 

Yay for goals!  Yay for us!  Yay for trying.  Because that is what goals are mostly about, trying.  We may not always be perfect in the more ambiguous categories that don't have a defined measuring point like "not be so angry" but we try and every day get a little bit better.  Mostly.  

Happy 2013.