Monday, April 12, 2010

I am blessed

It's amazing how you can look backwards in life and see how there were definite crossroads, forks in the road, decisions made that directly affect life today. As I look through pictures I've taken of our normal life, I can't help but be reminded of just how blessed I am.

Yes, life with three young kids isn't always easy. It's hard to keep the house as clean as I'd like. The noise level and bickering gets to me by dinner time and I'm often short and stressed out with them. There are days where I'd like to just be able to go shopping without having to schedule it around nap times or worry about each call I get on the phone while I'm out. But the truth is, this is the life I chose and would choose again. I love it, as hectic and crazy as it is.

Celebrating Valentines Day at school. It was a very exciting day, and Aspen brought home tons of cards and candy. Also, just last week, the girl that Aspen has liked at school (I think I've talked about her before?) sent home a picture she drew for him of a heart. I found it when I was going through his backpack, and he was beyond embarrassed when I asked him about it. Being the awesome mom that I am, I got the whole thing on video, haha! Let me tell ya, it's priceless. I'm so happy with myself for recording it, and I know he will be too.....someday :)



Beyond the bickering that is now standard here, they truely love each other. Both Aspen and Journey tell Willow multiple times a day that they love her, and every day that we drop Aspen off at school, Journey will remind him not to "have problems today". When we pick him up, she will check in with him and say, "did you have problems today?". Taking over my job! Way to go, Journey!


Yep, I love him. Almost 11 years of marriage now. It's hard to believe!

Journey. My little sweetheart. She's got a sneaky side to her, is pretty much impossible to completely potty train, but she makes me smile every day.














My little bright eyes. She's happy, sweet and laid back. Except for the last four days. Teething is torture.

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