Leftovers for Dinner

Anybody with a four year old, particularly a four year old on the very top of the growth chart knows, growing pains a very real thing. It wi...

I can't make this stuff up.  Today is not trash day. Tomorrow is trash day. I thought that I would be a good little housewife today a...

E3 smiles in his jumper while Big Brother rides a purple unicorn.  Last night my family and I hung out with our back yard neighbors  ext...

Today I took E3's nine month photos. There's nothing spectacular about that statement, except, for the first time in his life I was ...

I never wanted to be a mom. At least, not in the typical sense. My husband and I began dating when I was only 15.  We joked often that we di...

To say I took a break from blogging is a bit of a modest statement. In fact, I pretty much forgot about it. In 2010 I had my first baby. I b...

7 Months Old! What!?

Ten things I'm so very grateful for. 1. My Son . I'm blessed that I was able to get pregnant without really having to "try....

Photo Sunday?? My love.

I'm dragging this one over from Figure'n It Out because it's too good not to share. Tuesday, October 12, 2010     Is That S...

Since the Squid is swinging peacefully away, I have two hands and am not covered in spit up, how about a little catching up? We're getti...

Colic. Colic effing sucks. House for sale. Someone come buy it. Exhausted. Need more sleep. Couldn't be happier.

Cramps.  The, I have held my pregnant pee too long cramps. At least, that's what I thought it was. Saturday, the 24th (Lil' Dude...