I live with a 6 year old firecracker, a son who has turned me into a walking anxiety attack with his daily antics, and our newest baby boy. I had no idea the single most important characteristic of a mother was a sense of humor.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Daddy Daycare
I am so glad Cody is home to teach my children the correct usage of a fist pump. We wouldn't want them to be inappropriate or anything.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
I was watching him, I swear.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Just a piece of meat.
God, I wish I could have my husband's confidence.
I go to the pool with my kids and worry about people staring at my white legs, love handles, and runny mascara.
He goes to the pool with the kids, and complains that every single mom there checks him out and wants to take him home.
I go to the pool with my kids and worry about people staring at my white legs, love handles, and runny mascara.
He goes to the pool with the kids, and complains that every single mom there checks him out and wants to take him home.
Monday, February 7, 2011
I guess I know where I stand.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Socks.
I couldn't figure out why Pierce was running after the dog yelling the "F" word. Turns out, that means "sock", and Doggie had his in her mouth.
I guess Pierce gets his own quote section now too. God, isn't he an infant? I think I need another one, he's practically grown.
I guess Pierce gets his own quote section now too. God, isn't he an infant? I think I need another one, he's practically grown.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)