On second thought

I'm sure I had a world weary blog post set to go, complete with excessive witticism and wincing truths, but alas, I am just going to leave you with this.

Not thinking about paying the plumber

It's just one of those weekends

Rain.  Husband working.  Rain.  Overly rambunctious kiddos systematically taking apart the house and any organizational structure I might have had.  Obnoxious fumes from the bathroom cleaner ('cuz it's bathroom cleaning day) and more rain, so no playground.  Ugh.  You know what that means.  A trip to Barnes & Noble so the older one can play with the train table and the youngster can get a haircut at Master Cuts.  Awww yeah, baby!  Maybe I'll get some knitting in tonight.  Hope everyone is having a fabulous weekend, rain or shine!

Our Isla's first haircut

It's All Good...

I'm not all snark and almost-cursing on this blog. Really. Sometimes life is so perfectly humbling and beautiful, even when things have been less than easy. My little man is in the throes of the "terrible twos". He's sassy, he's frequently defiant and difficult, but he's sweet and gentle and he LOVES so much. Watching his little mind soak up the world around him, find his groove, discover who he is and learn his alphabet is QUITE the adventure. Sometimes the seas are rough, but I'm keeping my boat afloat.

And my littlest. A sweet little dream. And a tempest. She's learning the ropes on how to maneuver her way around her big brother. She's no shrinking violet around him, but when we're out, she's momma's girl. I can't say I don't LOVE having her sweet little hands balled up in my sweater, gripping the Ergo or wrapping her arms around my neck when she needs to feel secure. Don't worry, baby, we're not letting you go.

Mom Fail of the Day

Nice.