Hello, world! I've decided to take up blogging again, but this time it's for me. I likely won't be posting the things I write to the Book of Faces, Pin-mania, or any such social media. This time, writing is to be an outlet for me. I need it...things have gotten crazy since I last checked in here...
Hubs and I now have 3 kids, aged 3 and under. (!) We're crazy busy, what with the hubster opening his own business (in retail) and all the stresses/financial hurdles/time constraints that go with that, not to mention living within 20 minutes of ALL of our immediate family, and trying to navigate home-town life when you haven't actually lived here for 10 years or so.
Not that it's all bad, we are in fact, within 20 minutes of all of our family! That means no crazy long road trips and help with the kids! Woot! Plus we have a great church that we're trying to actually participate in, and I've made some awesome mommy friends here. One of whom I met while grocery shopping at Aldi, but that's another story for another day.
Our kids are amazing too. A is, like, crazy responsible for a 3 year old. She takes spectacular care of her siblings and really desires to please us. She is 110% girl, all the time.
Meanwhile, E is wild and crazy, loves to tear through the house and make messes, pick on everyone, and generally act the fool. She makes us laugh every. single. day.
W is the apple of our eye. What would you expect from the a: first boy, b: last male to carry on the family name, and c: bearer of his father's, grandfather's and great-grandfather's name? (He's the fourth in case you lost track there.)
Some days we feel really old and wise, other days we feel like we have no effing clue what we're doing. So...we fake it. All parents are faking it. Just ask your Mom. Go ahead, I'll wait.
...While you make that phone call I'm gonna go clean my house. Hubs' college roommate/best friend/long lost brother is coming tomorrow and my family has been fighting the flu for a month. In case you DON'T have 3 young children and a husband who works crazy hours, let me paint you a picture. Imagine 3 weeks of your laundry and dishes piled up. Now triple that. Now cover the floor with piles of Christmas presents. Now add 2 dogs. That's pretty much where I'm at. So yeah, I'm gonna go get on that.
I'm working on a clever sign-off line. Stay tuned. Er...Good night? Meh...I'll come up with something.