oh my god! 7 months have passed!

I seriously can't believe that seven months have passed and I still have yet to get Z's birth story up. Needless to say we have been ultra-busy! Z was born on Thanksgiving evening and has saved us with her calm, mellow energy (having a son still amazes me with the amount of high energy they have and it doesn't let up). Well turns out they are madly in love (sonny thinks she is the "cutest little girl ever" and she adores him. Goes without saying her parents are captivated daily. Here is miss z.....

What a difference 10 months make....

Little man has grown so big and is still full of sass and rebellion but I see it tapering off a bit the longer he's in his fourth year. He's all about the Mama (as he really always has been) like they told me would be the gift after all the temper tantrums that two and especially three brought in every degree possible.
A birth story should be up real soon! :) In the meantime I'll leave you with little darling.......

Daddy cracking up his son (AGAIN! :)

I'm baaaack!

My god, I can't believe how long it's been since I've written on here. Ds is three and (almost a half) and sassy and funny and wild and I barely get a second these days to breathe. Between being a sahm to finally settling in from the halfway-across-the-country move I'm just now beginning to re-group. As you can see, so is he......

The beauty of sisterhood and the strength of women

As a breastfeeding mother of a 16 month old, I know the super-power of breast-milk, and I can't imagine not having nursed ds all these months. can't even fathom.....