Things are busy right now.
I'm teaching a class Sunday mornings in the preschool area at church.
The class I'm attending on Wednesday nights has a good bit of homework.
Tristan had his 4th birthday and party.
Reagan has had a fever and a recurring rash.
Something about the age of my children right now is very demanding as well. It was easier when Reagan was a newborn--I know that sounds weird, but it's true.
I'm a little zapped, so I'm just going to post some pictures now.
The Boys doing watercolor pictures from Bass Pro Shop.
I love her dark eyes!
I love it when they're closed, too.
Just gettin' so big so fast.
Bows make me happy.
This is Reagan's Big Pawpaw (T.C.'s Dad).
This is her Grammy (T.C.'s Mom).
Transformers sounded like a good idea before we discovered they come apart into a hundred little pieces when you just BREATHE on them!
My sweet Punkin boy, all tuckered out.
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3 comments:
I thought it was much harder once Layton left that newborn stage... Suddenly they sleep less and need you so much more!
Brie--
Haha! I loved your comment on my post! We should be more of friends in "real life!" It's nice to know that someone else out there has my interests....and random mind :o)
SO true about the transformers. hate those things!
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