Barefeet in High Heels

Listening to your almost 3-year-old talk to your newborn is a learning adventure.

What do you learn? What you say way too much.

Overheard as I was walking down the stairs:

"Be patient buddy. Mommy has to play with me first and then she'll come take care of you."

Overheard as we were pulling into the driveway:
"It's OK buddy. We're almost home."

Overheard as Mini #2 was screaming:
"STOP CRYING!!"

Overheard as Mini #2 was waking up:
"Good morning buddy."

Overheard as Mini #2 and daddy walked in the door:
"Hi buddy."

Overheard as a friend came by to meet Mini #2:
"This is my baby brother."

Overheard as I was getting ready for work:
*kiss* "I love you."

This wall used to have a snowman picture on it.

The 80 degree weather we've been having made me realize it was time to switch it up.

My mom (and well, I guess dad did too) gave me this cross for my birthday.

Thanks mom!

But I thought it looked a little naked on the wall.

So, I added shelves and my current collection of Willowtree angels/figurines.

What do you think?

My OCD is driving me nuts.  Might have to change things.

Although, I did switch the angels about 5 times.

UGH.

This week I returned to work and was welcomed with this...

...a trip to the circus...

..."being excited" at finally getting a ticket to...

...ride on a horse...

...redrawing the clown stamp gotten at the circus...

...and giving daddy one too because otherwise "he be so sad"...

...a road trip to the nuclear power plant...

...that included stops at Topeka...

...and a bar for a birthday...

...we were given a concert on the coffee table...

...and my boys hung out on the couch...



















...being completely relaxed...

...and finally crashing after a great time...