School has begun! 2015-2016

My kids started school a couple weeks ago. I can't believe how time has flown by. It seems like yesterday yet so long ago where I didn't have any kids in school. I miss those times yet I love these times. New stages and lots to look forward to. Being a mom is seriously the best, hardest job in the world. I couldn't imagine my life without all 4 of my little pieces of heaven (and hell sometimes..... KIDDING!!).
Marshall started 6th grade, Madison 4th and Courtney 2nd. Myriam is the only one still home. I'm not ready for her to start quite yet. Next year will be a little tough on this mama. I can't believe this is my son's last year of elementary school. Jr High years will be here all too soon. Bring it! I'm ready..... I think!
This morning my son told me that he only has 7 years until he can move out. He says he can't wait. Those remarks would hurt worse if I hadn't said the same thing to my mom when I was a child. I know he will learn to truly appreciate me and all I have done for him...... one day. For now, he's young, and we all have bad days.
The morning of the first day of school went really smooth. I woke up with plenty of time to spare. The kids are all liking school for the most part. That makes for one happy mama.

Later that day Myri decided to climb up on the kitchen counter and get into the top of the cupboard and get out the 100 piece cookie cutter set. I have been finding those things all over my house. She is my little Curious George!

Dryer sweat, spidows, leave a message, and Frankenstein princess

This morning, Marshall put his Halloween costume in the dryer to get the wrinkles out. After putting it on the steam enhanced touch up cycle he asked me, "Mom, how does the dryer get your clothes wet with steam?" After a couple seconds he said, "Ooooohhhh, I know.... because when we get hot we sweat. So, the dryer gets hot and it gets wet from sweating." HAHAHA

Myriam is so scared of spiders..... except what she thinks is a spider rarely is. It's usually balls of hair, or even a single strand of hair. One night after putting on her pajamas, I hear her screaming bloody murder and running while crying. She kept saying spidow, spidow!! She had a hair ball stuck to the leg of her pajamas by a strand of hair. When she ran, it would follow her. She couldn't escape the terrifying hair spidow no matter how hard she tried. I laughed until I cried.

Madison called her friend yesterday and left her a "message after the beep". After she finished saying what she needed, she said, "Bye.... leave a message after the beep" then hung up. I laughed and said, "You know that you don't have to say -leave a message after the beep- at the end of your message, right?" She started laughing so hard and said, "Erase it!! Erase it!!.... I'm just going to tell them that I was kidding and trying to make them laugh."

Courtney has such a fun personality. She wanted to be a hot dog for Halloween. Then it went from hot dog to corn dog, pizza, fries etc. She ended up having a firm choice in Frankenstein. We couldn't find one so she settled for something girlie- Frankenstein princess.

Letter to my littles

Today has been a hard day. I cried a lot last night. In fact, I woke up with my eyes swollen from all of the tears I had recently shed. I went to work with puffy eyes, and the sweet girls I work with gave me tips on how to get my eyes back into shape. They recommended things like to put cucumbers on my eyes to help with the swelling, and to put potato slices on my eyes to help with the bags under my eyes. I feel lucky to work with such wonderful people.

I know I should be sleeping, I have a long day ahead of me, but my mind won't shut off, and the pain I feel deep inside my chest, my throat, my whole entire body, won't seem to lighten tonight. I know I need to pray and ask for this burden to be lightened.... Even if it's just long enough for me to sleep. But, in the meantime I decided to get on here and write a letter to my children. You never know how short life can be, and what events may take place. So, if the unfortunate strikes, and God calls me home a little earlier than I'd like, I want my kids to be able to read about our lives together, and I want them to have councel from me, even if I'm not able to do it in person. With that said, I hope we all live a long, happy, healthy life together.

My dearest children,

You are the loves of my life. Always have been, always will be. 

I'm sorry for the events that have taken place over the past little while. I know your delicate minds can't fully comprehend all the reasons why our lives have changed. Just know that I am doing my best to get our happy life back. Our lives won't ever be the same as before, but that's ok, because our lives will be much, much better. I know life was great and happy before, but it will be even better, this I promise.

I look at you all, and I feel like I have let you all down. And in all honesty, I have let you down, and I am deeply sorry for that. But, deep down I know you will be stronger because of it. We all will be.

Here are some things that I want you all to always remember:

1) Always remember that you are worth so much

2) Never let anyone define who you are. YOU are the only one who can do that

3) Never listen to anyone speak ill of you. If you hear it, walk away. You're better than that.

4) It's ok to make mistakes. We are all human. Just try your best, and strengthen yourselves where you are weak. I know I make it sound easy, but believe me, I know how hard it is. Always know that just because something is hard, doesn't mean it isn't possible.

5) Do not, do not, do not EVER waste your time and energy on hatred or anger. Those two things will only hold you back, and it will affect you more than the people you may struggle with.

6) Get an education. It is so important and vital.
7) Don't be afraid to push yourself at times. 

8) Never sit around and expect the world to give you a good life. If you do that, you'll be waiting a long time. Go get the life you know you deserve. Hard work always, always pays off.

9) Don't let fear ever hold you back from achieving something you really want. The sky and beyond is your limit, so never stop trying to achieve what you want.

10) choose your friends wisely. They will have a huge impact on your life. Be the better. Be a leader, not a follower. Learn to be independent. You can do it. Don't be afraid.

11) Get out in the world. Help the needy, but not at the expense of being taken advantage of. Travel. Explore. See new things, and meet lots of people. Live, laugh, and love every single day.

12) Smile every day. Your smile brightens the world and your soul.

13) Dance in the rain. Go sledding even when you're old. Learn to play the guitar or piano or violin or whatever it is you have a passion for. The more you learn, the better off you'll be.

14) Love with all of your heart and soul, even if you get hurt. It is better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all. Don't give up on love easily. Fight for what is right.

15) Last, but certainly not least, pray pray pray, and do it often. God knows all that has been, and that will be. He loves you ALWAYS, no matter what!!!!! Never forget to thank God daily for your many blessings. Never forget to count your many blessings, and look at the bright side of things.

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, no matter what happens, my babies you'll be.

Love,

Mom xoxo

Be that!

How did I allow my life to get so out of control is a question I ask myself often. I'm hurt and sad beyond belief. But, it was my own doings that brought on such heartache. Life will get better. I just have to keep hope that I can succeed. I need to focus on what I want to teach my children for the little time that they are young. 

I really want to get my RN license. But when? I work. I raise 4 children. I'm the PTA treasurer. 

Today while I was sitting here thinking away as I usually do, I decided that there will always be some reason to use as to why I shouldn't pursue my career. In all honesty, part of it is terror. Do I have enough faith in myself to do it, and succeed? I have to, because just like the saying goes, "Imagine who you want your kids to become.... BE THAT!!!!" So that's just what I plan to do. 

I have made plenty of mistakes, but one thing is for certain; I will teach my children how to work hard, and how to succeed. What they decide to do with their knowledge is up to them, but I will always teach them that the sky isn't just their limit; their limit is much, much further than that. I have full belief and faith that my children will have the knowledge needed to face "the real world" (if you will), when that time comes.

Hard work and dedication always, always pays off in one way or another.

Here's to a successful and bright future!! (((((CHEERS)))))

I'm signing out, 

Until next time,

Jamie

Xoxo

Love note :)

This was waiting on my bed for me when I got home from work last night. My son is so thoughtful and full of love and appreciation. He is such a blessing! I am honored and blessed to be his mom! I love him to pieces! He is such a kind hearted, loveable little boy whom I adore with all my heart!

The note reads, 

"Dear Mom and Dad,

thank you for the globe. I think it is

awesome. I love you.

From Marshall

P.S you're the best.

Thank you for everything.

Sorry this is all

I have to show I 

love you guys

So much."

Back to the world of blogging

It's been awhile since I have posted on the good ol' blog. I hope to change that. I tried to do Mady's birthday post, but my computers memory is full so it wouldn't let me upload her birthday pictures.
Santa gave me an IPad for Christmas, so ill be posting more soon.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, and has a happy new year!
You'll be seeing more from me soon! :)

The letter and summer break

The other day I saw this letter that Madison wrote for me just laying on my living room floor. Madison and Courtney were gone for the weekend with their father.

It made me smile. 

I am blessed.

 It reads:

"Mom, you are wonderful. You make me smile. You know I love you more then ever, more than the earth can take."

:)

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It is officially summer break! I am ecstatic. No more school for 3 months! Wahoo!

On the last day of school I threw these little gifts together for my children's teachers. They are cheesy, but it's the thought that counts, right?

The card tied to the top reads, "Thank you for making me one smart cookie."

Lots of sun, swimming, and playing to be done around here.

I hope you all enjoy your summer break, too!

Try

Have you ever had those times in life where you get worked on really hard? Of course you have. We all have. The past little while has been like that for me. Last week was a tough, tough week for me. One particular afternoon last week, I had physical therapy in Spanish Fork. On the drive up, I was alone. I was crying. I put on my sunglasses to try to hide my tears from the cars that surrounded me, from the world. Soon, my glasses started to fog up so I had to keep taking them off and cleaning them. Through the midst of my tears I started venting to God. I was so frustrated and hurt. I was telling God that if He is real, then He needs to take this great burden away from me. I was also telling Him that I am tired of the trials that we have to face in this life. I was being very ungrateful. I pulled up to my physical therapist's office with my eyes red and puffy. I applied some makeup the best I could, but I know I looked just awful. After 2 hours at my physical therapy appointment, I left for a salon in Springville. My husband was so supportive of me, and told me to take all the time I needed. And I did just that. I got my very first facial. I got a chemical peal. It was amazing, and just what I needed. I ended my night with dinner at wingers, and a movie. I saw The Big Wedding. I was solo in the theater. No one else was there but me. It was kind of weird, but nice. I ended my night with sub zero frozen yogurt. On my way home I was still overwhelmed and still extremely sad. However, I knew I had 2 choices, I could make my trials make me or break me. I was, and still am, determined to let my trials make me into a better, stronger person.
The following day I had the song Try by Pink playing on my CD player in my home. I looked at my baby and saw her standing up and falling. She did this over and over and over again. She has been doing this for the past month. Each day she gets a little further without falling. As I watched my baby get up, take a few steps, wobble, and fall, the lyrics to Pink's song opened up something inside of me. "We've got to get up and try" is what the song says over and over and over again. Watching my baby doing just that inspired me. I am thankful for my children, and all that they teach me.
We are born with the tendency to keep trying, and to never give up. I will never lose the will to rise above, stronger than before. I will succeed. We all can if we strive to be better each and every day. Needless to say, this week has gone much better. It's so important to stay positive and to NEVER GIVE UP!

The innocence of childhood at its best

The other day my 5 year old daughter, Courtney, asked me how old she will be when her sister, Mady dies. How do you respond to something like that? I think I told her something like she will be very, very old.
In a child's mind, their parents know everything. I remember feeling completely protected as a child because I thought my parents knew it all. I thought they knew exactly how everything ran, and that it was simple to them. I didn't have to worry about how the bills were paid, how hard my dad worked to support the family, how many loads of laundry my mother did, and how much time it took my mother and older siblings to get food on the table. It's not always as easy for parents as children like to think. Yesterday Myriam puked on my back, the kids were extra ornery getting ready for school, and all I wanted to do yesterday was cry, and that's just what I did, I cried, a lot.
I miss the innocence of childhood. I realize that my children are living in that complete isolated place right now. They think that I know everything. For all they know, money grows on trees. They know that their bellies are full, their home is warm, and they can come to their parents whenever they need anything. They won't always be told yes to every request or demand, but they know they will always find comfort in their parents. They are completely content and satisfied. Okay, other than occasionally having "the meanest mom in the world" when I won't let them do anything and everything they want anytime they want. But, they know they have the people in their lives that love them more than anyone else does. I will always be here to love and protect my children. However, I am a full believer that children need to learn from their OWN mistakes. I cannot, and should not, protect them from these learning experiences. I am a full believer in the love and logic parenting way. I attended their classes a few months ago. That was one of the best things I could have done. If you're interested, just visit www.loveandlogic.com.
I guess my point to all of this is that we need to let children relish in the innocence of their childhood. So many times children are being pushed to be older than they really are. We need to take a step back from our busy lives and just let our kids be kids. I need to learn to do this more often. I'm not saying my outlook is the right way. But, it is what I believe to be true.
The reason I type my thoughts down like this is so that my children can look back and read what I was feeling when they were little. I want them to know what it was like for me, for all of us. I want them to remember not only the big things, but the small things as well. I want them to be able to look back and reminisce on their childhood. I wish my mother would have written down her thoughts when I was little. As a child, I never took too much time to see what things were like for her. I just trusted that she had it ALL figured out. Now that I am a mother, I would really like to know what her frame of mind was when I was little and in her home. I know that when I am much older, and my children are grown, I will forget a lot of how I felt at this time in my life. Sure, I will remember the important things like how happy my children made me. I'll remember the hugs, the kisses, and the laughs. But, I probably won't remember these little thoughts that crossed my mind. I'm sure I will remember some, but most certainly not all of them. My mind is constantly going. If I don't type my thoughts down, it often passes and I forget. If my children are reading this, and we are all much older, just know that I love you so so much. You are the world to me. I am thankful to be your mommy. I wouldn't trade you for the world. There isn't a day that goes by, or that will go by, where I won't be thinking of you. You are the loves of my life.

Until next time, XOXO 

And the knee says no

Courtney, Myriam and I headed up to Provo this afternoon for a doctors appointment for myself.

As I have stated in some of my previous posts, I have started running. I must have pushed myself too hard last week because my knee started hurting. I gave it a few days of rest, and tried to go running with one of my friends yesterday. I barely made it home. When I did make it home, I called and made an appointment for today with and orthopedic doctor.

My knee was killing me the rest of the day. I haven't felt pain like that in a long time. It was excruciating. I could barely walk let alone make it up the stairs throughout the day.  By night time, it became worse. After a long day, I lay in bed with the throbbing pain. No matter which way I positioned my knees, it hurt. After carefully tossing and turning several times, I finally gave in and took some pain medicine. I don't resort to taking medicine unless I absolutely need it. I'm weird like that. I lied down on my back and propped my legs up on a couple fluffy pillows while letting the pain medicine kick in. I was finally able to drift off to sleep after that. By morning, the pain was much much better, but still hurting.

At the doctor's office, I was given x-rays. They looked normal. The doctor said my knee is really inflamed so he put me on and anti inflammatory prescription. I have to take it for 3 months. I was given a cortisone shot, and I have to do physical therapy as well. He said if the pain isn't going away in 3 weeks, I have to get and MRI to see if it's cracked.

When the doctor gave me the cortisone shot in my knee, Courtney looked horrified. She plugged her ears, and started trembling in fear. I felt so bad for her. I'm not gonna lie, it hurt. I tried to get her to hold my hand so I could be brave while he gave me the shot, but she refused. She didn't want to get near me. Myriam just kept giving all the people who helped me weird looks. She didn't understand why all these different people were touching her mama. She stayed in her stroller the whole time. She was such a good girl, thanks to Courtney being a big helper and pushing her around the room for me.

After 2 hours at the doctor's office, we finally left for home.

So, I can't run for awhile. I'm not sure how long I'll be out of the running game. I'm super bummed out. I will be doing lots of upper body workouts in the meantime.

 I bought these bad boys last week. I am in love with them. They will be taking a break for a min while my body heals. Once my knee heals, I have to start back up slow.

Now that summer is approaching quickly, I itch to get out into the wilderness. I itch to run, to hike, to sweat.

Hopefully I will heal quickly, and will be back on the pavement and trails soon enough.

Nothing will keep me down.

Prayers are welcomed and very much appreciated.

Grow hair, grow!

Would somebody please have a talk with my little girl and tell her hair to grow grow grow!? ;)
Myr is a baldy with a Mohawk and a few cute lil curls in the back......... Ok, so she has a liiiittle more hair than that, but I'm using the word little very lightly here.
My other children were all born with more hair than she has now. It is quite funny.
She makes bald(ish) look good.
Sorry Brittney Spears, my baby wears it best. (Remember when Brit shaved her head? Yowza!)

Bald(ish) or not, my baby still rocks my world.

PS. I love her hair just the way it is.

TGIF

TGIF! I am so excited for this weekend. I have no plans which means I get to take a breather for a min. My knee is killing me. Darn running. I kept waking up throughout the night due to the pain. It hurts to walk on it. Ben massaged it this morning which helped. I have went 12 miles this week. I think I'm getting addicted. I have a running partner now. Hopefully my knee will be feeling better by Monday so I can get back out there.
This morning I went on a field trip with Courtney's preschool class. We went to Carter's Dairy Farm. We had a lot of fun.
I volunteered to decorate Mady's teachers door for teacher appreciation week. I finished it up today with the "help" of Myriam. We had fun.
Tonight is Friday, that means pizza night here. I will be making it from scratch. It is seriously the best pizza ever. My good friend Jamie gave me her dough recipe, and I use a sauce recipe I got off Pinterest. Seriously, if I was on death row, I would choose my homemade pizza as my last meal. I take that back, I would probably choose chicken alforno from The Brick Oven. ;)
Happy weekend!

Falling Plates

This is beautiful! Just watch, see for yourself.

Doctor's appointments and running

Today we took the kids to the pediatrician's office. Marshall and Courtney had their well child check. I'm a little late. That's the story of my life though.
Marshall and Courtney are doing great. They are both in the low percentile for weight. I have skinny-minis. Courtney had a wart that had to be froze off. To put it lightly, she freaked out. I'm glad I don't know the pain that comes from having a wart froze off. I've had babies. That's enough pain. Screw the warts. ;)
This morning Courtney told me that she is completely convinced that we still have birthdays when we are in heaven. Her only concern about that was how she would be able to blow out her candles, and eat her cake while in heaven. If these type of things were my only concerns, I'd be golden.
Today I ran (and walked) 4 miles. I went 3 miles yesterday. And the other times I've been, I just went about a mile. The weather is finally cooporating enough for me to be able to go for longer periods of time. It is still a bit chilly, but nothing bad enough to hold me back. I have never been a runner. In fact, I've always hated it. This is a new experience for me. My body aches especially today, but I love the achy feeling. It means my body is transforming. It will take awhile before I get to the point where I am satisfied, but by the end of the year, I WILL be there.

Quote for the day: A successful woman is one who can build a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at her.

Happy Tuesday to all!

The old, used up, broken down car

I previously wrote the following on my Facebook page:

Some of you may not know this, but I have been married before. No one truly understands the pain of a divorce until they have experienced it themselves. My son is from my first husband, my middle children are from my second husband, and my baby is from the man I am married to now. Many people frown upon and judge people like me. They warn people to stay away from people like me. But that's okay. I have to remind myself that the ones who judge me just don't understand, and they don't need to understand. I'm the one who has lived through it, and I'm the one who has overcome so much pain. I'm still here. I'm still breathing. I'm still pressing on even though at so many times I felt like giving up. I am strong. My experiences have taught me a lot. Anyway, I was having a weak moment, and I told my husband that I feel like an old, used up, broken down car, and that he is like a viper. His reply to that was, "the old, used up, broken down cars are the ones with the best stories". ♥!

I got such a huge response. There was one person in particular that said this couldn't have come at a better time for them. This person is struggling with going through a divorce. She said that it was inspiring to her.

My husband knew that trying to convince me that I'm not an old, used up, broken down car at that time was a useless battle. He knew how I felt. He tried to turn my thinking into a positive thought. For that I am thankful. Had he spend all day trying to convince me that I'm not broken down would have been a waste. Because, at that moment, I felt broken.

The reason for me posting this is in hopes of helping more people.

For the ones out there suffering with the sting of divorce, I understand.

It gets better. Hold on. Don't give up. The wrath of the waters will calm, and when the waves slow down, you will be able to see the elegance and beauty in life once again.

I, for one, went into a deep depression throughout my last divorce. It was hard. Those were dark dark days. I remember feeling the darkness around me. The scary thing is that it didn't bother me. I felt no emotion at that time other than the bottomless pit that I felt I was in.

Life gets better. We all have trials. You can overcome yours, too. As you can see, I am still working on mine too.

Mary had a little lamb

Mady learned how to play Mary had a little lamb the other day. She has been teaching Courtney how to play it. Courtney practices it now mainly when Mady is at school. The little piano is being played alllll day long!
Yesterday while Mady was playing the song, she and Courtney brought the baby on the chair with them, then asked me to take a picture of them. I did gladly.
PS. If the piano suddenly goes missing in a week or two of them constantly pounding on it, I have no clue where it went.... OK. OK. I'm not that mean. At least I hope I'm not. ;)

Oh, and great news: I have lost just under 12 pounds in 16 days. It may or may not partly have to do with my lack of appetite this week.
Anyway, go me! I can see and feel a difference already. There is no stopping me now.... unless someone brings me a big slice of carrot cake. No, even then I will keep on keepin' on.

The Dream

I usually don't blog about stuff like this, but what the heck. Here we go:

I have been slacking on keeping my blog updated the past few days.

There has been so much that I've been wanting to blog about. Those posts will have to wait.

I have been feeling overly emotional lately. It all started with a bizarre dream I had on Sunday morning. I haven't had a dream affect me like this for this long before, but this one has.

I woke up so sad and with my heart broken into a million pieces..... or so it felt.

I haven't been able to get my dream off my mind.

I talked to my husband about my dream, and I am so thankful that I have a husband that I can go to about anything and everything. He is always willing to give me great advice, and back me up.

Today, I am going to try to do things to distract my mind from the thoughts of this dream since that's all that my mind seems to want to think about.

PS. As of this morning, I am down just over 8 lbs in 14 days! I'm pretty happy about that. My hard work is paying off. 

Now the weight just needs to keep coming off.

Throwback Thursday

I have never done a throwback Thursday post.

A friend of mine posted this photo of me on facebook a few weeks ago.

I asked him where he got this, and he said he took this photo of me back in our school days.

I had no idea.

This photo kind of makes me giggle.

Reason 1: because I remember I used to ALWAYS chew on my pens. I still chew on my pens. :-/ It's quite obnoxious because I don't even realize I'm doing it most of the time.

Reason 2: because I was dressed kind of silly that day. I thought I was so cool back then.

I haven't had short hair since I was a teenager. I kind of miss it.

I have been tempted many times to cut it short again, but I just can't seem to muster up enough courage to do it. I'll probably have long hair forever. Or at least until I'm super old and just don't care anymore.

My favorite short hair cut is the aline.

Happy Thursday! I am SO anxious for this weekend!

Laid back kind of day

Today while Courtney was holding Myriam, Myriam thought it would be fun to pinch Courtney's cheeks and pull her hair. Courtney thought it was funny. So did I.

The XLG shirt Myriam is wearing is compliments of Mady redressing her when she got home from school.

 Tonight Ben and I made Cheesy Chili Mac for dinner.

It was delicious.

Ben and I are doing weight watchers. Contrary to many people's belief, you can still eat well and lose weight too.

I have lost just over 3 pounds in 1 week just from changing my diet. I hope to see the pounds continue to fall off. I have gained so much weight over the past few years. It's time to get back down to my healthy weight. 

 While Ben and I were busy cooking dinner, Mady and Courtney were in the kitchen with us at the dinner table doing little crafts. After drawing many pictures, Mady decided to make her own dinner. We were all snacking on baby carrots while Ben and I cooked dinner, so she grabbed a few carrots and cut them up with a butter knife. She got a couple noodles as well. She tried to put a big handful of pickles on her plate too. That didn't happen. I'm certain she would have eaten every last pickle that her tiny hands could carry. Mady LOVES pickles. She definitely takes after her momma in that area. I used to be so obsessed with pickles when I was younger that I would drink the pickle juice when they were gone.

Tonight for dinner, Myriam took a chocolate milk bath. She got it everywhere. She got it all over herself and her highchair. Courtney was sitting next to her, and Myriam got it on Courtney's seat too. Courtney didn't mind. In fact, I don't think she even noticed. After dinner, Ben whisked Myriam upstairs to give her a bath while I bathed Mady and Courtney.

We finished the night with watching Splash on ABC. It is so funny watching Mady and Courtney get into reality television shows.

Marshall has made a new best friend. He was over at his house celebrating his birthday with him. I am so glad that Marshall has found such a good friend. We missed him this evening, but I'm so excited to see him coming out of his shell with other people. I can't believe I have a 9 year old. He is growing up way too fast, and I don't like it. He shouldn't be growing up so fast. I remember rocking him and singing him to sleep at night when he was just a little baby. I was still a teenager at that time. I was a baby myself. I remember every morning when we would wake up, I would take him to the biggest window in our house, and while we looked outside I would gently sing to him, "Good morning beautiful, how was your night? Mine was wonderful with you by my side and I opened my eyes to see your sweet face. It's a good morning beautiful day."
Time really does fly.

Today was a laid back, fun day.

I cherish and enjoy these kind of days the most.

Picnic with a friend

A few weeks ago it was warm enough for Madison to have her friend over for a picnic.

They packed up some peanut butter and honey sandwiches, and some pumpkin chocolate chip cookies just fresh out of the oven.

They had a blast!

Today we woke up to snow. :(

Winter must not be ready to retire yet. 

If I could, I think would move to a warmer state.

Happy Tuesday!