Where have you been?

No. I'm kidding.
It's more like where
have I been. I could
tell you but then...

well... you know how that ends. 

I will tell you that I've oh SO missed you all.

I could tell you I'll never ever leave again but I probably shouldn't...

 I don't know if I could keep that promise and I would hate to lie..

I will tell you that I'm back and so very glad. I. am! 

 

 We have all been doing pretty good here in our humble abode.

There has been lots of laughs.

lots of giggles.

lots of screaming.

lots of crying.

and then back around to laughing and giggles again.

 William has finally found his one. true. love.

 Well he actually has a few new loves.

1. His boots Sweet Pea gave him.

2. He actually loves any shoes. Any size. Any color.

3. and lastly, his new found love for getting into stuff. 

This is a pic of him with a mouth full of mascara.

Yum!

 Ahhhh....

moments like these that get you through the hairy times.

 These two are inseparable.

We honestly, HAVE to separate them right before bedtime so their little

minds and hearts can settle down for bedtime.

They really have a great time together.

 I love watching the kids in the back yard while I read my magazines

and listen to their sweet little conversations. It is precious.

Their imaginations are amazing.

 This boy, I've found, was definitely named after the right man.

He loves his boots.

He loves to play in the dirt.

And he adores candy.

This past month has been a bit of a struggle to get into a routine and quite honestly,

I'm far from getting it down.

I will say this...

I wouldn't trade my days with these three for the highest paying job in the world.

It is good to know that you are right where you are supposed to be - right in this exact moment.

So bare with me as I learn to juggle ...

cuddling a baby boy who is newly weined and not too happy about it,

night-time potty training a big boy who is doing awesome and about out of diapers... Thank you, Jesus.

a little princess who would love to play dress up 24/7/365 as she chases around Pauly screaming,

"Be My Prince!" and he screams back, "NO!",

3 chickens,

a sweet pup,

cooking, cleaning and cooking and cleaning...

an OLD man husband (whose birthday is tomorrow) tee hee,

and oh! blogging.... don't forget about blogging.

Have a fabulous Wednesday!!