Look at what my boyfriend sent me

I showed Joseph the flowers that arrived at the front door, and he said, "where did you get those?" I replied, "I guess Daddy sent them", to which he asks, "which Dad?". Too funny. Totally unexpected, and just what a non-showered mommy needs on this dreary January afternoon.

One More Thing

Go here, to this place. SMALL NOTEBOOK.

A Whole Lot of Nuthin'

Right now I am lounging on the couch with Baby Betsy, while Charlotte naps and Joseph plays quietly in his room. Betsy is so pretty. I love the newborn stage. But she is six weeks old now, it can't be so.

But don't think I am spoiled. David left on Sunday and won't be back until the following Sunday, and the kids and I have been essentially snowed in for the week.

Joe's preschool has been canceled and it's just too cold to drag out a one month old if unnecessary.

For the past few days, I have been conjuring blog posts and titles in my head, but when the time comes to sit down, I don't feel like loading pics or typing. I just mindlessly shop on the Internet. A major time suck.

I did take some pics of the kids playing in the snow on Sunday and Monday, but after that I cut them off, b/c I thought it was too cold. Probably, just too cold for me, not them. Pics in the snow are the best, b/c of the white light. Colors just saturate. It makes me feel like an artistic photographer which I desperately want to be. I have always wanted to be an artist.

I have been enjoying my new panini maker. You can make a panini for every meal of the day. Even desserts!


Do you need a little motivation for new years cleaning and re-organizing? There is a push almost every where you look, but I love going to Apartment Therapy. The inspiration is endless.


Alright, enough ranting. Stay warm.

Liar, Liar Pants on Fire

(photo: J. Marie photography)

Boy, whoever told me that going from two kids to three is no big deal, well, I think they were lying.

Today has been trying, and I am not feeling the love. Thank goodness, tomorrow is another day.

On one positive note, I did try out my new panini maker, and I LOVE it. Both Joseph and Charlotte ate their turkey and cheese sandwiches. Panini makers take lunch meat to a whole new level!

She Waits for No One

Charlotte, tonight, you desperately wanted to give your sister a bath. You wouldn't wait for me to clear off the dinner table. You carried the baby's tub into the living room, and began to undress her and take off her diaper. You are such a tremendous helper and I am totally awestruck by your intuition and anticipation. But at the same time, I was seriously worried that you just might pick up your sister and put her in the tub yourself.

Tonight, I walked upstairs to tuck the kids into bed, and I wished I had my camera. I stood in the doorway of Joe's room and just stared at my children, mentally freezing this picture in my brain. Joseph and Charlotte were sitting at the head of his bed with their backs to the wall and their legs straight out in front of them. Joseph was wearing his pajama pants, no shirt and his Daniel Boone hat while holding a nerf gun, poised for attack. Charlotte sat next to him, attentively flossing her teeth. If I had ran downstairs to grab the camera it wouldn't have been the same. So this is my way of never forgetting.

Merry Christmas

Who needs Rudolph?

3 Weeks and Counting

Betsy at three weeks. Betsy you are so sweet and mellow. I didn't think it possible to bare a more pleasant baby than the first two, but you proved me wrong. While we were taking pictures, your siblings were running a muck, and my patience was wearing thin, but you remained calm. If you did start to squirm, all I had to do was sing the Christmas Song, and you would calm down. Really the only times that you cry are when you are hungry, cold after a bath, or you need to burp.


You are starting to develop baby chub. Your brother and sister were born with rolls, but you have had to work for yours. I am so excited because tomorrow I am having pictures taken of you, Joseph and Charlotte. We haven't done family pictures since Charlotte was 6 months old. Our little family is the best Christmas present ever.