Brace myself...

Jossy got off the bus today with her tattle face on;

"Gage told the substitute busdriver that he needs a bra to hold up his bum!"

Oh goody.  Can't wait to get the phone call on that one...

In other, less gripping news, Krew now says his favorite cartoon in "Peter Pants."
Which is just funny.

Lurv them ZZZZZZs!

Boone slept through the night last night.

From about 10:30 to 6:30.

It was blissful.

I felt so bright-eyed and bushy-tailed that I've already biked 5 miles (indoor stationery, of course) fed and dressed ALL (shocking) my children and started the wash (gasp)! Blogged (shoddily)

and it's barely 9!

Sleep... Oh how I've missed you!

The Oreo Diet

So...
You know how after you have a baby, there are some certain areas that are a little more squishy, a little softer than they were when you were, say, seventeen.
Or when you were not pregnant, even.

And nobody loves this.
Me included.
So I have been TRYING to eat wisely, even exercise when I feel like I'm completely awake (which is rare).
But I weighed myself this morning, and wouldn't you know... I haven't lost a single pound! DANGIT!
But then I think back to what I ate yesterday...
Healthy breakfast.
Small lunch.
Sensible dinner.
And a stack of Oreos because !dagnabbit! I was still hungry.
Oh, and a snickerdoodle.

Atkins didn't work for some folks.

Apparently the Oreo diet doesn't work for me.

Better luck today, maybe?

I think it will be easier, because now the cookies are pretty much gone.

My Irish Twins...

This was a post I was going to try to do for St. Pat's, but since we were trying our hardest to survive in the clutches of sickiness, it's not getting posted till now.

Sorry 'bout that.

Gage and Jocelyn are my "Irish Twins." Meaning that two children were born 12 months, or less, apart. Jocelyn's due date was Gage's first birthday. She was five days late, which makes it sound much less dramatic, but still, it's about as Irish as we get around here.

The term started as a joke; poking fun at the Irish Catholics who strongly oppose birth control of any kind. Apparently they have lots of families with children born in rapid succession.

Doesn't the moss make them look EXTRA Irish? Like most kids, they love that the term "twin" applies to them in any way...

I sure do love these two. And even though now they seem to endlessly fight and quarrel, I hope someday they will realize the incredible friend they have in one another.

And I also wanted to welcome spring to my little happy valley. Thanks heaven it's here!

Not that winter was super-harsh this year, I just am over everything being cold and gray.
Bring on the tulips!