Just found these and had to share...

Remember that beach trip we took in June....yes the 2nd one we took. Well look what I found more pictures.....and I had to share....they were too cute!

Here we are about to ride go-carts This was by far Noah's high-light of the trip!

There was also ice cream on the trip.....all over a certain 19 month old.

but he made such a cute grin....remember I told you he was messy.

The girls enjoyed some too!

We also rode trains, swings, carousels, and a Ferris wheel....when I say "we" I mean everyone under the age of 4.

We played the longest round of miniature golf ever....

even the kids were tired of waiting....come on big people....play already!
Meredith actually made a hole in one on the last put!

And the other highlight riding the wagon to catch crabs...well at least Noah's highlight...he hated the beach....here we go!

the luxurious wagon ride.

Got our nets and lights ready!

My handsome boy and his spike!

Me and my girl.

The sunshine in my life.....my two tikes!

21 months old

Yesterday my baby turned 21 months old. Just 3 months shy of 2 years. And today he pooped in the potty.

"Poo Poo pop-pey"

"Do you want to poo poo in the potty man?"

"uh-huh"

"let's go"

And we did, and he did, and Meredith and I cheered and clapped and scared the shit out of him. Literally. Seriously he thought we were insane and he almost cried, then he realized we were freaking ecstatic and he was too. Clapping and saying yay and saying "bid boy!" 21 months old.....21 months. I guess we are possibly ready to start potty training....maybe.

Big Boy School

Noah started Mother's day out yeserday. He will start going one day a week again this year, however we are at a new school. The days just worked better with our schedule. He will also be doing more acitivities at this new school. He was really excited to get a "ba-pak" like his big sister! He was also thrilled that his "ba-pak" said "RAWWR!"

He is such a handsome man.....don't you think? His sister ready for her first day of dance class and Noah ready for school.

Mom, I can carry this by myself!

Look how cute he is.....ignore the mess around him.

Ready to go!

This was just as hard as Meredith's first day of Mother's day out! sniff, sniff.

Noah did great at his new school. He loved the wagon ride and playing outside. He was fine the teacher said as long as they were doing stuff. I went to pick him up right as he was eating lunch....like a big boy. His face lit up when he saw me and off we went. We will see how it goes again next Tuesday!

Dancing Girl

Yesterday Meredith started dancing school again. This is her second year. We are trying out a different school, much closer to home and with a better schedule. We will see how it goes. My girl is already ready for the recital and wants to know when can she dance on the big stage.

She has come so far from last year.

Showing off her cheesy grin and new dancing back-pack. She gets a canvas tote she has to use at school and so this backpack she had to have is now her dancing bag. Girls!He is going to be so sad when he figures out they aren't going to the same place.

What she says.....Three year old drama

This truly happened....

"Meredith if you keep it up we will not read books tonight......I mean it, we will just say prayers and sing the goodnight song.....no books.....stop throwing a fit or WE WILL NOT READ BOOKS!"

Well lately I realized I am a big ball of threats that are not carried out......the fit continued.

"That's it, no books tonight. Let's go march up the steps....no books"

"BUT I WANT BOOKS.....WAH!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Nope, sorry, I told you, you were going to lose books....that's it."

She stops crying, we brush her teeth, she climbs in her bed, I climb in too, she is actually smiling, we sing the good night song, I say her prayers with her, I give her a big kiss and go to leave the room. The wailing starts.

Josh explains..."Meredith, Mommy is not reading you a book, here are your books, you can read them if you want, but you lost that privilege tonight. Do you know why?"

"WAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO READ.....DAT'S NOT FAIR!"

All of this because I filled a pink sippy cup for her to bring to bed and she wanted the princess one. When I refused to switch and dirty an additional cup she lost it, she never recovered, despite the fact of losing her "mommy reading books to me" privilege. Life is never dull.

Being the Mama to a boy

I have resorted to the fact that Noah will NEVER leave the house clean. Meaning no matter how many times I change his clothes into something nice, new or clean .... he will inevitably get it dirty, stained or soiled before he steps a foot out the door.

When he was a baby and we would leave to go on an outing, I learned quickly to pack another "nice" outfit...because the one he was wearing was sure to be a mess by the time we reached our destination....if it hadn't been already. This outift was in addition to the standard change of clothes/onseie.

It never failed he would have an explosive diaper the minute we pulled out the driveway when he was a newborn. Spit up all over his church clothes as we were walking out, or jam a cookie in his mouth when I was grabbing my keys and all purpose bag only to drool the chocolate chips down his shirt and shorts.

Once I even made Josh turn around less than 3 miles from our house to get a different outfit for him since we were going somewhere nice and he had so many cute outifts hanging in his closet and DAMMIT I wanted him to look presentable for his cousin's party! He was only 3 or 4 months old. However no more....no more I tell ya!

Yes, I am throwing in the towel. I can't help it. Gain freaking loves people like me --- Mama's of little boys. And Shout and I are to the point where we are spooning in bed now, we have become that close my friend. This year I am taking a different approach. I refuse to spend tons of money on cute clothes only to be ruined. So when you see Noah dressed in garbage bags don't say anything. Oh I kid....partly. I am taking the different approach though. The "I don't give a shit" approach.

Noah is what he is, a busy little boy. And I am embracing it. That cute little chocolate stain will be a reminder of how good that cookie was and why none of his clothes cost very much money! I would say I am holding out for a day when he is a little bit older and stays clean or cleaner, but since I throw more of Josh's clothes away due to awful stains even shout can't handle I am not holding out much hope.

So Mama' of boys....tell me are you little tikes a mess too?

School Daze

It's that time of year again....

school supplies, new school shoes, new school clothes, new school bags, the perfect trapper keeper, the anticipation of finding out who was going to be in my class, who my teacher would be, when I would have recess, lunch, gym and all other things I loved about starting school.

As a kid I could not wait to shop for school supplies, new uniforms and even penny loafers.....seriously.

Now I have a kid and I am instilling that same back to school excitement.....and honey she is taking to it.

Today Noah was having an off day so Mimi offered to take care of him and rock him while Meredith and I ran errands. Then it dawned on me she was soon going to be starting school and my days to take her shopping to get the school supplies she doesn't even need yet was starting to run out. So today we took advantage of it.

We went to the dance store to get her new tap shoes and leotards for dancing next week, then we did lunch and headed to Target to get the supplies.

We got crayons, markers, pencils, a pencil box, scissors (or cuts), a princess folder, a princess notebook, white sticky glue, a composition book and a new lunch box. Like I said she doesn't need any of these supplies besides the lunch box, at her preschool I pay a supply fee each semester and everything she needs is provided. Which is nice, but I like new school supplies and my little studios tike does too, so we got some school su-pwies for home too. After all she begs to do homework and write her letters everyday. I think it safe to say they will definitely get used.

Next week I get to crush her heart when she finds out she doesn't get to ride the big yellow bus to school.....she is very anxious to do that and get started.

What she says - Prayers

Last night we were saying our nightly prayers, which I always follow up with by asking everyone what they want to pray with. Meredith has now started that ritual by being the one to ask. She starts with Noah and he always prays for Ta-ta. Then she ask both Josh and then myself. After she is done I ask her...she normally prays for her friends, family, animals, her monkeys and whatever I pray for. Last night was a different story though....

"Meredith what do you want to pray for?"

"Um a little boyfriend, just my size for me to dance with."

That's my girl!

My new favorite thing to love....Onstar

Since we bought that brand, spankin', new gas guzzler from the On Star people, or GM we get On Star for a year for free. For the first couple of weeks I never hit that little, blue button, but yesterday as the tikes and I drove to the beach for the third time this summer I decided to test it out. Josh had to hang home and go to the thing called work, so I was sitting in the front seat by myself listening to the Wiggles since Noah won't wear the headphones and thinking....this may be a long three hours.

With that I hit the button.....

"Hi Mrs (butcher my last name), this is On Star do you need help with directions?"

"Yeah sure"

"Okay it says you are in (name of at town I couldn't hear) and what city and state do you need to to?"

"Gulf Shores, Alabama"

"And what destination?"

"I need directions to the Gulf Shores Surf & Racquet Club"

"Okay Mrs. (butcher my last name again) I'm not finding that, how about the Gulf Shores Resort"

"No, I need them to the Surf & Racquet Club"

"Okay let me put you on hold while I look that up"

No, NO, No, Mr. Onstar keep talking to me, everyone I know to call is busy, I'm bored, please keep talking to me, honestly I know how to get to the Surf & Racquet Club! I could tell you if you can't find it. Just talk to me, how have you been? what's been going on? How are the kids?

"Mrs.(please give up on my last name) we have found it, would you like it downloaded to your navigation system?"

"Sure...why not....guess you are busy"

"Okay have a nice day!"

After that I went back to listening to the Wiggles and the Backyardigans, and then the Wiggles again.

I did have some interaction with what my family calls the "Bitch in the Box" directing me where to go. Needless to say it wasn't the same route I was taking so I often got the...."Oh fine go your way dammit, don't have directions downloaded if you won't listen"....or "Make an illegal u-turn and go the OTHER way....fine I assume you are stopping and getting food since you won't listen." Her and I didn't get along so I eventually turned her off.....damn bitches in the boxes.

But we made it, got here went to the pool, dined at a great beach restaurant, then headed to ride go carts. The kids had a great time, in fact after riding the big go carts, Noah would scream and hold his seat belt when it was time to get out. It didn't matter we had to sneak him on, since he was a good foot and a half too little to ride. Nope he loved it, and I'm not talking about the small cars, but the big fast ones. We let him ride twice once with me and once with his Mimi. Both times he was broken hearted getting off and then as we left he cried the entire way to the car, with real tears.

I have also used Onstar two more times to find destinations that I already knew where they were, once to show my parents how it works, and the other just to start a friendship with the lovely Onstar people, I'm working up to the chatting stage.

By the way, if you need a 2 bedroom condo in gulf shores...let me know, fall rates+ a family & friends discount can apply to you! Just leave a comment for more information!

What she says....favorite quote from the summer

"Dude....step away from dacouch!"

"What?"

"Mom...Dude....step AWAY from da couch"

Can I buy a vowel please?

Last night as we were heading in from playing in the back yard the kids stopped short in front of the television. I continued on to begin getting ready for the bath and bedtime routine. It was a quarter to seven and the tv was tuned to Wheel of Fortune.

My two tikes parked their little fannies in front of Pat and Vanna.....are they even still on their? I didn't even notice. Anyway they parked their rears and stared in amazement, watching the remainder of the show. Every time the audience clapped, so did they. Meredith repeated every letter they asked for and Noah tried to repeat her. The clapping and giggling went on for the full 15 minutes.

Josh and I had to stop and watch them to figure out what they were clapping at, at first. Then we watched in amazement. They were like two little zombies who couldn't resist the show or the clapping.

On the backburner

For the past several weeks that is exactly where this blog has been. While I somewhat use the blog to chronicle my children's lives and record milestones, it is mainly for me. An outlet if you will. Adult interaction. A place I can come and retell a story or a funny situation or just express my feelings. So I needed a break.

With the summer winding down I decided to put the blog away and soak up the last few days of summer with the kids. There has been lots going on around here. The kitchen is finished. I am still waiting on the new hardware and that will need to be installed once it arrives....which should be anyday, but overall the kitchen is finished. Hallefreakinluja! The pictures will come soon.....my camera is in the shop. I promise I am not just stalling to be mean. I have now taken on the task of redecorating my family room and dining room. However that is slow going. I will post pictures of the completed and beautiful renovations as soon as my Nikon is fixed. I promise!

Since my blogging has slacked off this summer drastically here is a recap...

-two beach vacations
-two trips to see Grandpa
- a trip to the Aquarium
- a tea party for just the girls
- Noah started gymnastics
- both tikes finished up with gymnastics
- swimming lessons
- pottery painting
- many trips to the "BIG" movies to see kids flicks
- many trips to Mimi's pool
- a few trips to the local country club pool
- going to a restaurants just for desert after dinner
- many evening snowballs
- dance camp
- got RID of the PACI, well one tike did
- bible school
- story time at the library
- booked a trip to Disney for the fall
- threw a pool party
- got rid of the loser cruiser
- bought a bus
- got a blow up pool for the driveway
- popped the blow up pool on the second day we owned it
- summer birthday parties
- some backyard barbeques
- dinner parties
- sleepovers
- a new kitchen
- lost my mind
- a new living room
- sleeping in until 9am
- yelled at contractors
- got bricked!
- joined the gym
- gained 2lbs since joining...attributing that to muscle gain
- no more napping for 3 year olds
- skipped naps for 1 year olds
- more waiting until 9am to wake the kids
- a trip to the waterpark
- many late evening bike rides
- successfully weaned Noah from his bottle
- unsuccessfully weaned Noah from his "uh-oh"
- neighborhood walks
- fired my husband from landscaping duties
- hired a landscaper
- got some much needed pea gravel....thanks Cole!
- moved furniture around alot
- actually painted the toy room by myself
- had three rooms painted professionally, including the repainting of the toy room
- movie nights at home
- many mornings snuggling in mommy's bed
- lots of mornings with cinnamon rolls for breakfast
- found my mind last week and now I am slowly adjusting to having it again.

Yes another summer has come and gone and with that my blog vacation. Things will once again be up and running around here at 2 tikes! Looking forward to getting back in touch with ya!

Here is a small glimpse of our summer....as you can see I didn't take my camera out too much!

And it's finally Friday

Whew! Anyone else feel that way. Sometimes I think we should hold an awards banquet on Friday nights for everyone who needs some sort of recognition for surviving the work week. Since my job as a stay at home mom has grown to include managing the renovations, runner of all errands, making and maintaining all appointments. This summer has been especially hectic.

However the kitchen is *almost* finished. I know I keep saying that, but I want in 100% complete before I show you the final product. So here is where I am........I am waiting for the painter to come back today to patch holes in the ceiling where the old, and very much off center, chandeliers were. By the way the new ones look fab-u-lous! I am also waiting for my new hardware to arrive, which should be in by next Monday and my new kitchen faucet, which should be here by Monday. Oh and the ceiling has to be repainted, once the a fore mentioned holes are patched. After that I promise to post pictures. The before and afters will be very dramatic and very beautiful. If I may say so myself. And if you don't think so, just lie okay. My sanity needs that white lie!

That being said, I am ready to take on the next project. In a year or so, you did not think it would be immediate, hell no. I need at least a year off.

On other news my little ballerina finished her week of dance camp. I survived week one of belonging to and going to the gym. By Thursday I had actually ran a short distance on the tread mill, it felt fabulous.

My little man was also evaluated for speech therapy today, however he did not qualify. Thanks to the speech therapy boot camp going on around here since I tested him 3 months ago! He is mildly delayed, by about 10%, and the therapist and I both feel the delay is from the fluid that was camped out in his ear canal the first 6 months of his life and by his 2nd birthday he should be caught up.

The tikes are growing so fast and this has also been an emotional week for me. The kids will both be starting some type of school this fall. Meredith will be attend 3 year old preschool, 3 half days a week and Noah will once again go to a 1 day a week Mother's day out program. I debated on two days for Noah, but since those two days were on opposite days of Meredith's three, I thought it was definitely more important that we have a day at home where the three of us could just snuggle in bed in our jammies all day. So they are both going to school and honestly this schedule is not so much different from last , so that is not what upsets me.

What upsets me is that this year gets me 1 year closer to next year. I know.....seriously this is what I worry about. And next year my baby girl, my first born, my mini Mandi, will be starting 4 year old preschool at her big girl school. The same school she will hopefully, baring any major unexpected changes in our life, graduate high school from. Saying that scares the complete crap out of me. When did she grow up and who let her?

I lay in bed each night thinking of how fast they are both growing up. Each day Noah changes, he is a little less baby and whole lot more big boy. I think about how life is finite. How each day passing is one day gone. This happens every now and then, I worry about the passing of time. I worry it is happening too fast and I am not savoring it enough. There is always so much on my plate. So many appointments to make and keep, so many errands to run, so many activities to schedule.....does it slow down?

Anyway it is Friday, the kitchen is almost finished, my brain is about to have two days off, I'm going out with the ladies tonight and might just have a martini. Have a great weekend internets!

Empowered

Last Friday, I posted about how I went to the gym and it really kicked my ass. I am out of shape. After a week I am still majorly out of shape, but it's getting easier and I am feeling 100% better. I love to work out. I mean that. Going to the gym and dropping the kids off for a quick step class or other class is not a chore to me. It is empowering. I feel great.

Setting time aside to work out each day alone, is the first thing I have done for myself and only myself in a long time......well aside from that new Gucci purse I picked up in NYC. Seriously, this is the first time I have set aside time each day to do something for just me. Something that makes me feel better, look better and overall just boost my self esteem and self confidence. I can't believe I let 4 years go by without working out.

Granted working out also benefits my family as well. I am happier, which means my kids and husband are happier. I am in better shape and able to be in better shape for my family. It also teaches my kids to stay in shape and remain active. Not that either of them have a problem with activity right now.

I encourage all of you to get in shape, don't wait until tomorrow life is way to precious to put things off. Do something for you today, it will feel good!

4 years too many

For the past few weeks I have been on a kick where I feel the need to get back in shape. I don't know what brought this on so suddenly or urgently, because I've been talking about getting back in shape since May of 2006. It just hasn't happened, until today.

And no I didn't all of a sudden get in shape, but I started on my way. Yesterday, I loaded up the tikes and headed to one of our local gyms. The one with the old people and arthritic pool because after working out for the first time in 4 years, I knew I would feel like I had arthritis and need to relax in it. Anyway yesterday, I went down there and signed us up. Dropped the kids off in the nursery to get them used to it and then took a tour. I tell ya, that really wore me out.

Today was a different animal though. I showed up to the 20/20/20 class. 20 minutes of step/cardio, 20 minutes of upper and lower body toning, and 20 minutes of abs. Holy Shit! I thought I was going to die and there the old lady next to me was hanging in there like a pro. I on the other hand gave it my all and honey I was wiped out. It was a damn good workout, I will definitely be at that class on Fridays from here on out.

The kids also did great, they cheered for me when I picked them up and told me they loved me. It's nice to have two adorable cheerleaders. Poor Noah also had to walk to the car because my arms hurt so bad I couldn't hold him.

It has been a little over 4 years since I have worked out like that and nothing has ever felt so good. Pre-baby body here I come!

Big happenings at the homestead

While the new tank we just purchased to drive around as our family vehicle may literally be the biggest change around here, the biggest news certainly is not about my brand, spanking new, shiny, gas guzzling SUV or the fact that the loser cruiser is gone. Nope the biggest news would be that my big girl has been pacifier free for a week now.

This miraculous change happened by her own doing. She went to bed one night without a pacifier. I didn't give it to her and she didn't ask for it and before I knew it she was sleeping. The next night I told her we were giving it to Cinderella and again she fell asleep without it. On the third day there were tears at nap time. Okay, let's be honest. There was a good 20+ minutes of full fledged screaming, but I didn't give in and we all survived....paci free. That night, no tears and no cries. Intermittently throughout the week, she would hint about getting it back and once I even found her laying in my bed with one she had found. I took it away with not a tear shed and the rest is what they call history.

A few days ago we packed them up in an envelope and sent them to Aurora, the pink princess, with a note asking her to please send us plane tickets and tickets to Disney World. Now that it has been a few days since we sent off the package and over a week of no pacifiers, guess what comes tomorrow? Tickets made by Sleeping Beauty herself. The tickets will be delivered to my mailbox. The trip is planned for September.

I am so proud of my big girl, I thought this was something that would not happen quite so easily. Let me be honest I was pretty sure she would take that damn pacifier with her to college. I was wrong and I am so proud of her.

Noah was also forced to give up his "uh ohs" at the same time. I know it was mean and unfair, he is after all still my baby. But I figured easier to kill two birds with one stone. Well again I was wrong. He now has his "uh-ohs" back. I need him to nap and sleep at night and taking the pacifier away ain't worth losing sleep, literally.

What he says.....the gym

So Noah has been in a gymnastics class for about 3 months now. He loves it, any excuse to run, jump, crawl through tunnels and climb.

The scene: 40 minutes into his 50 minute class

He gets up toddles across the gym passing up the cheerleaders who normally hold his attention for 10 second intervals, past the older boys running to the door. Opens it, turns around and waves to his class of toddlers and yells....

"BYE!" with his cutest Mississippi twang

Then he walks out the gym and to the front door to leave. When the boy is done, he is done.

What she says....during the nap

Repeat the following verbatim in your loudest wailing voice over and over for twenty minutes....

"WAAAA......MY MOMMA TOOK MY PACI.......I DID NOT LET HER.....WAAAAA......I WANT IT BACK..........BRING ME MY PACI BACK RIGHT NOW"

Meredith went to bed two nights ago without her paci with no problem, then yesterday she skipped a nap so there was no issue with the lack of a paci. I want to state for the record that she started Day 1 of operation take away the pacifier on her own.

Last night again to bed without a paci and no crying. Today at nap time she asked for it. I said no. She started with the sobs and tears. I walked out the room. She started yelling the closest thing to profanities she knew. It wasn't heart breaking, it was just plain old anger. She took all of my aggression towards the contractors out on me when I took the paci away. I felt much better after her episode. It was violent I tell you. Twenty minutes later she was out. No paci. Score one for the momma.

Tonight again to bed without a paci. Score two for momma.

And the beat goes on....

Sometime back in April, I wrote a big fat check for a kitchen renovation. A renovation that would take 2-3 weeks. Remember that post of excitement the day the brick arrived. Yes, it seems like just ages ago. Well now I feel like I've been through the ringer.

First it has taken nearly 2 1/2 months, which is a whole lot longer that three weeks. Then as they came to install the island, I noticed that it was a lot smaller than what we originally discussed. I refused to let them install it, since it wasn't what I originally discussed and agreed to pay for.

So my contractor comes out and we agree to disagree and then he chalks it up to a miscommunication. However no matter what he says, we miscommunicated I know damn well I didn't miscommunicate this......



In no way, shape or form would I have "miscommunicated" to replace my island with a new island that was a good 6 inches to short on each side. Nope, I am going to go ahead and say the contractor screwed up royally. However what I was saying earlier was not screwed up, but use your imagination and insert whatever word you think I would have used! And to prove it wasn't just on one side....

This my friends is why I have resorted to drinking heavily in the evenings! Today I get to deal with the geniuses again, think of me, pray for my sanity.

I am thinking by the time Meredith starts kindergarten next year it may be ready. What do you think?

The big apple

This weekend I took a quick trip to the Big Apple. I am a city girl at heart I tell ya, I was just born in the wrong place. Oh New York, how I would love to live there. But since I am a Southern girl, back home in the South is where you will find me. My trip was awesome. I would suggest that you grab a group of girls and head to the Big Apple as soon as you can. It is a trip you don't want to miss and something you just have to see and experience at least once in a lifetime, or in my case several times.


However this post is not going to be about the trip. This post is about what happened while I was away. While I was in Times Square taking in the sights, shopping on 5th Avenue, in Little Italy sipping wine, enjoying some shopping, dining and a street fair at the Seaport, watching the fireworks over the Hudson, drinking a beer in Hell's kitchen and at an Irish pub, having a beer at the boat house after walking through central park, having brunch at Tavern on the Green and perusing the shops in the Village.....my kids were home being taken care of by their dad.

I walked in this morning at 8am after spending the night at my sisters and going to bed at 2:30am then waking up to drive home 2 hours, due to a flight delay and I have to say I was happy and overjoyed to see the tikes and my husband and then I looked around and I was amazed.....astonished......in awe.

I was shocked to see how much my kids had changed in 4 days. Meredith was a little taller and her cheeks were slightly less rounded. She looked older. Noah was a little taller, his hair a little blonder and even more handsome than when I left to go. The kids were sharing and playing together and Josh reported not a fight happened while I was away. And then I looked around and the house.....the house was freaking meticulous. I want him to know that when I walked through the door I noticed and I thought to myself how the hell does he do it? Although honestly I ask myself that several times a day, because if you know Josh....you know he is a hell of a man, a hell of a dad, and a hell of husband.

Josh made what I do day in and day out look easy. He had no help, besides a babysitter Friday while he went to work. There was no one to take the kids for 5 minutes so he could have a moment to himself. For over 96 hours it was just him and them. He was responsible for preparing, serving and feeding the tikes 3 meals and 2 snacks a day, he gave 4 baths, brushed 2 sets of teeth 8 times, changed approximately 20 diapers, read numerous books, sang the goodnight song 4 times, did laundry, the dishes all on his own. He was the mom and the dad.

Not only did he do all of that, but when I walked in the house it was immaculate. The kitchen was clean, the living room and their bedrooms. He even did several batches of clothes and had them all folded and ready to put away. He took Meredith to get new shoes and weaned Noah from his nap time bottle.

He took the kids to the zoo, the donut shop, the bookstore, swimming, to target and for several walks around the block. He accomplished several things on my to do list that I never got done. He didn't stop and get fast food once, he not only managed to keep the kids healthy and thriving, but he made it look easy. He handled it like no other. I can't even do it all that well when he comes home everyday at 5. I know my husband is one of the many great dad's out there, but this weekend he proved that he is at the top of that list.

Thank you honey for an amazing weekend with the girls. I appreciate all you do and wanted to brag a little.....or a lot!