Ooooh! I want to blog so badly! We arrived back to our Colorado home last night, and during the drive I thought up half a dozen posts, and today I added another half dozen to that! Why aren't I writing those NOW? you ask.
Quite obviously I was being responsible and doing load after load of laundry amongst other things thank-you-very-much.
In less than an hour some beloved grandparents are arriving for a weekend visit. I didn't clean the toilet, but I did get them some fresh towels, and clean sheets - after all, it's not like we've been using that toilet for the last five weeks!
Sooo... all that to say, I won't be a'blogging over the next few days (unless I get a snippet of alone -time - HA!) but I will be feeling very much like the man in the desert crawling over the hot sand toward the ever-evasive mirage. How I WANT to type, and type, and type. It seems like feast or famine in the realm of creativity, but alas, I cannot seem to coordinate inspiration with free time. Such is life.
So until then, look forward to hearing about:
*the wasp that I discovered a moment too late, *what I found in the dryer, *clever ideas for moms of little ones, *where to find good cents. *the last dish-washing episode
And many more! (assuming that is, that I still feel inspired at which point I finally have the time available!) As I said...
When I thought of being a mom, I never dreamed of THIS! ~Five heart melting smiles ~never getting tired of midnight feedings ~having all the answers ~not minding dirty faces ~enjoying watching the boys eat! ~falling in love with pigtails ~appreciating overalls ~appreciating a washing machine! ~wanting to do everything better ~falling in love a million times