Yesterday we took a trip to Costco, 3 hours and one break down later I forgot the milk and granola :banghead:
The good news? The boys found the 15 thousand things they want for Christmas, I managed to navigate the ENTIRE store in costco rush hour with my new awesome stroller and the shopping cart with out breaking anyone (or anything), and the boys didnt destroy any thing 🙂 Happy times

Family Pictures, a new stroller, bored

I will tell anyone who will listen that I have the prettiest family (but dont we all?) I now not only have the most gorgeous family but an AMAZING photographer 🙂 So Brett is rather hmm pasty and doesnt take good pictures because he gets washed out but look at these amazing pics client login pw is Jackson too cute huh? Now I need to print them and frame I ❤ Kim!

I got a new stroller today the Valco Tri Mode Single with Jump seat and Hitch Hiker, its AMAZING like a Porsche stroller CJ finally thinks I did a good job 🙂 Plus Emmy looks too cute in the Bassinet I ❤ CraigsList

The boys are at Grandma and Grandpas and I am bored can you tell?

Ahh the days…

My Grandma always said These are the times when the days drag and the years fly by….

I always thought that was a bunch of BS until I had kids. I swear just yesterday I was still pregnant, now I have two boys (finally asleep) but usually naked running around jumping off furniture (or from one chair to the next) terrorizing my house and the days, they truly do drag. But the years they make me tear up as they fly by. It makes me feel bad sometimes at the end of the day because most days at some point I check out because ‘Mommy more duce’ after seeing my two year old poor the last few drops on my nice new couch makes me want to cry and scream at the same time. As does watching my sweet four year old who is just trying to help pour my 2 year old Heavy Whipping Cream instead of milk. I know that in a couple years these will seem like such sweet memories (some days at the end of night they seem like awesome memories) but I am tired of it some days and then guilty feeling by midnight.