day by day

You'd be smiling too, if you were sleeping 7-9 hours a night.
I know I am. That's all I have to say about that. :)
This is the best smiling picture so far, will try to get a better one.


Not too much exciting going on. Unless you count the chili I made yesterday, from scratch, with no recipe. I also made this yummy skillet corn bread. I'll never make it any other way again!

Paul has been sick with a cough and sore throat, and I think he's shared it with me and Jaxon. Hoping it won't get too bad.


People have been telling me that Marty looks the same size as Max in pictures. This really isn't the case. While Max is a sloucher, Marty tends to sit up tall and straight. I can see where people assume they're so close in size. Max is most certainly a 4.5 year old with the attitude to go along with it. We're working closely with him on developing good character habits. Marty is in his 2.5 year old splendor. We're working closely with him on developing general, essential, social skills. They're both very sweet boys and we think we're doing a pretty good job at raising them. But in the day to day ... our patience is tried. Over and over.

Paul's been so good at keeping up with the kitchen cores. He's very good at that. I'm so happy that he's willing.

Me? I'm busy lactating and just trying to eat, sleep, shower, brush teeth, and trying to remember to do my Kegels. Ahem, 'nuff said.