Summer Days....

....They happen so fast.

Did anyone else just start singing songs from Grease?

Well like I said earlier I went to work full time.  The opportunity came up and I ran with it.

It hasn't been too bad.  And I know that's because of all the super people around me.  My hubby has been helping me around the house so my partial ocd-ness  can be met. 

And I have two exceptional women that watch my girlies during the week.  And neither of them have complained about putting up with my needy/teething t-rex.

And my coworkers didn't make fun of me when I shed a few tears.  I don't know about you but the guilt of being a woman  is just ridiculous and then when you throw being a Mother into the mix.  I'll feel guilt for everything for everyday of my life no matter what I do.

So we live in the moment and we try not to kill each other.

These flowers belong in a vase in my bathroom upstairs, the little person snuck them downstairs and sat down to watch tv like this, little thief.

Here is where I spend most of my days, if you'd like to come and visit me I'd love it. :) We have massage chairs, tvs and of course the reason you came over-me! :)

We spend a lot of time at work and prepping our house to put back on the market.  So here we are having a well deserved lazy Sunday. Soooo not looking foreword to winter.  I must enjoy these summer days while I can.

As she says "I sleeping" Funny little first born.

Her shirt is all wet because that is her favorite thing to do. We set up her table and give her buckets of water and toys to play with. She's just as happy as a clam with a pearl.  I do love pearls, they're rather pretty, but so are all the birthstones.  Pearls just have a certain class to them.

Look out! The t-rex is about to slobber me todeath!  I shall show hermy fangs in defense.  Ya know this just shows how strong I am, I"m lucky my arms didn't snap under all that weight. :)

And our backyard past time, washoos.

It's like horseshoes but better.

Come on over, we'll teach you how to play and you can binge eat with us like we do every weekend, naughty, naughty.

Look at them skills.

(I let him win, like every time, tha'ts just how sweet and decent I am)

And in even fresher news, Lucy is 3.5 and she's just now had her first throwing up sickness. (unless you count her first year of life, people are telling me that doesnt count, that that was spitting up. Hmmm apparently they have a poor memory or weren't there :)

Either way we're pretty lucky this is her first official down for the count sickness.

Anyway pukey handles herself well but if she could just hurry and get better we'd all be happier.  The poor girl cries over EVERYTHING.  But hey, she's a girl!

We're living dream, its a crazy dream but we're snoring on.

Now if we could just hit the snooze a little more often, am I right?!