Something strange happened this weekend: Avelyn napped. She is down to one nap a month and her monthly rest just happened to coincide with Bebe Jolie’s afternoon sleep.
The girls and I have been hit with another cold. Another. This is getting mighty old.
Her eyes are staying blue.
Perhaps Mary-Janes weren’t the best choice for such a muddy day.
I remember when I was 79 months pregnant with Jolie and I would read blogs of women who were experiencing life with a baby and toddler and they frightened me.
You know things at home are a little rough when you glance at the calendar, note that you have a dental appointment nearing, and actually find yourself looking forward to having the tartar scraped off your teeth with a b
Read about my (lame) excuses for not exercising at my latest post at Bodies In Motivation.