Friday, October 10, 2014

It has been many weeks since my last confession...


Hi ya'll! Happy Friday!

Let's get into it!

I confess:

I've been thinking about baby #3 all day long!!! It'll never happen for a million reasons, but I can't stop thinking of her or him.

I can't wait for cooler weather. This is nothing new. I hate the heat. But really, I've got my flannels all ready to go. Come on cold and rain!

My brother is coming to visit in 2 weeks and I can't wait! I haven't seen him in a year and it's going to be a great trip! The kids don't know he's coming, so it'll be extra special when he comes.

No one knows what they want to be for Halloween. I really, really, really don't want to buy costumes this year. They're so cheap and flimsy and cost a fortune! Maybe my mom and MIL can sew some up…

and lastly, 

I am obsessed! with Shit Southern Woman say! Oh my word! They are funny!

Happy Friday! Cheers to the weekend!


Lately...

Life has been a circus! School started at the end of August, I went back to work at the beginning of August. Let me tell you, working and taking care of 3 kids and a man child, husband, is not easy! I'm loving it though! Always on the go, never a dull moment! It's so nice to be at work and not be asked for a snack 6 times an hour. No yelling. No fighting. I get to eat my lunch in peace, on a couch, watching crap TV. Who knew getting a job would give me a much needed break?!

I could just eat them up!

Jack turned 7 the day after school started. I cried all week. Over night he's lost his baby face and looks more and more like a boy. I know everyone says it but, I wish I could stop the clock. Just keep them little for a tiny bit longer. Jack likes to stash his dirty socks. Under the bed, dining room table or couch. When he was smaller he would put his Legos in them. It's so gross. It drives me crazy that he can't just put them in the hamper. But tomorrow I'll wake up and his wife will be complaining about it. :(

Labor Day weekend, the kids went with Grandma to Houston. They got back on Monday and I got the text no mother wants. 

CALL ME!!!!! 911!!!!!!

OH.MY.GOD. The kids made it home safe and had just finished dinner when Ryan thought it would be a good idea to roll off the back of the couch.

                        

 I met my husband and Ryan at our local hospital, after a quick X-ray Ryan and I were taken in an ambulance to Children's Hospital in Dallas. He has surgery the next morning to have 3 pins put in. I can't even begin to explain the panic we were both in. We've talked about this day since Ryan was born. He's all boy. Rough, wild and energetic. But when it actually happened, we were both hysterical. Crying like crazy. I've broken both my arms, at separate times, when I was little. But never had to have surgery, just a pretty pink cast and a lollipop and I was on my way. 


He spent 2 nights at the hospital and then came home. Everyone was so nice and kid to Ryan but I couldn't wait to leave. I feel so silly crying so hard about a broken arm, when there are children in that hospital who will never go home. 

                       

His cast and pins were removed after 2 weeks. Next week he'll be back at recess! He can't wait!

I hope everyone had a great summer and school is going great! Thanks for sticking with me!





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