Sometimes . . .

Sometimes . . .

  • I think I’ve blogged because I composed beautiful posts in my head while running or doing housework, but then I realize I haven’t posted in over a week.
  • I feel sad that the world misses out on these beautiful posts on the minutia of our lives.  Like how now that I have a Brother sewing machine and serger I like to imagine I’m on Project Runway working in the Brother sewing room and Tim Gunn is encouraging me to “make it work.”  You guys are really missing out.Brother Sewing Room
  • Cooper drives me crazy with his scavenging. Nutella Boy
  • Ellen drives me crazy with her fascination with toilets and garbage.

Full Toilet

  • That baby refuses to nap and things like this happen.

Sleepy Baby

  • I do whatever I can to placate the kids so I can make dinner.


  • I have a million things I need to do, but decide to dig around in our yard instead because I’d just rather spend time outdoors getting dirty.

Girls love dirt!

2 thoughts on “Sometimes . . .

  1. I know that you are busy, but thank you for finding the time. We love all you have to offer. Seeing those kids makes my day feel better. Thanks again.

  2. Thanks for the heads up. I’ve made a mental note to keep a watchful eye on the garbage, the bathrooms, and anything chocolate! 😉

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