Well, hello there. There is NO excuse for my absence, and I do apologize. I’m alive! Yes, this is my space, but it’s rude to just up and be silent like that. Silence. What is that again? I haven’t heard it in nearly 12 years and the memory is vague…
Between life and oils (it’s become A Thing for me that is connecting me in so many ways to some of you and to my local community, and providing a much-needed second vehicle fund for us, that I’m just loving it and willing to put in some time and effort with it!) I can’t seem to muster the energy to get over here. But I miss it, and maybe, just maybe, our family is coming out of the fog that adding a sixth child blew our way. (It’s a beautiful fog, but I could barely see my own hand in front of my face there for a while!)
Here’s what we’ve been up to.
Winter nearly forgot Kansas this year, but my children were desperate to sled in our last snow. It melted so fast that this is what was left by the time we gathered all the snow gear.
Morning smiles. My bigs have a choice. Make breakfast or deal with Baby J. This one is dealing nicely.
Speaking of Baby J, I’m pretty sure she was the only one who managed some intentional green for St. Patrick’s Day this year.
We like to do a cousin swap during Spring Break, as my brother’s (seven!) children and ours pair up nicely. The big girls had a little spa night at our house. That wax dipper is one of my favorite gifts ever! (Too bad I rarely get to use it, anymore…)
I’ve been fixing some yummy food and have a few recipes to share. And I’ve also rolled my eyes multiple times when the food is gone and THEN I think to snap a photo.
I can’t even with this baby! It was nap time, and she was owning it. Going in for my nose!
Baby fingernails are the Devil! Give me diapers any day.
Reading is an adventure at our house!
Someone found the dress I wore to both my eighth grade and high school graduation. “Mom! Why??? Whyyyy would you wear this?!” She had issues with the shoulder pads and the big bow in the back. Whatever, man. (My mom is NOT a saver, but I’m so thrilled that spared just a few special dresses so my girls can make fun of me properly.)
These two are the best of buds.
Nap time is rough around here. I usually end up with a finger or four in my mouth or up my nose.
A red bird house. Doesn’t every family need one?
I can’t win. (Or maybe I’ve just hit the Mommy Lottery.) No matter the mapping out of my schedule (that’s funny. I don’t do that) or the follow through of all my good intentions, mostly I just join ‘em.
Life is full.