Nothing to say…

I feel like I’ve got nothing to say these days. I take kids to school, run errands, pick kids up from school, take them to practices, make dinner, bathe the kids put them to bed and pretty much pass out. Day in. Day out. Nothing spectacular, just life.

Oh, and don’t get me wrong I am not complaining about my life one bit. I get to snuggle with my teething baby at 3:30am because he is teething and not worry about having bags under my eyes when I go to work. I get to shop at Target at 9am when pretty much the only other people in the store are other moms with little kids and grandmas who make silly faces at your little ones. These are the things I enjoy and treasure because I know it will not always be this way.

Okay, enough ranting… here are some pictures.

The Birthday Boy last week got a new bike.

He was yelling at me yesterday to take his training wheels off. That’s a job for daddy, I told him. I don’t chase kids with bikes and I don’t teach boys to drive. Those are daddy jobs.

This guy discovered the trampoline.

And playing in bubble mix, even without making bubbles.

And we played peek-a-boo at the library through the DVD section. Did you know the library has DVD’s?

And they like to watch books on tape or video, its touch screen.

He likes to peek at you this way.

Bogie had a friend over to play. They were laughing and having a grand ole’ time, so I let them be. Until I discovered his room looked like this.

When it was clean up time his friend said, “Cool. This is just like my chores at home!” I thought that was hilarious. My boys will soon be learning “chores” also. Did you chores growing up? I did.

And dinner one night this week. Homemade pizza.

It was really good. I made the dough in the morning, the sauce at lunch time and let it bake away while the boys were in the bathtub.

I guess I had more to say than I thought.

Have a good one.