I'm back, people!
You know, in July of 2010 I thought things couldn't get crazier. I had an 18-month old and a new three year old. They were just starting to learn about life, love, and the pursuit of happiness. And by pursuit of happiness, I mean wanting whatever the other child had. No matter what. Acquiring said item was the only way to feel happy.
Fast forward a year or so. I am now the mother of a four year old daughter whom I don't know whether to pour a cup of coffee and gossip with or give her another lecture that I'm the mommy and she gets to be the kid... so please don't harp on Xander's "poor choices" and put him in Time Out. I'll handle it.
Zoe is a lot like her Aunt Hanah. Everything she tries she is does well and everything she works at turns to gold. Nothing is difficult (except hearing the word NO), nothing weighs her down (except her little brother wanting to hang onto her legs and get pulled across the kitchen), and nothing seems impossible. She embraces life with a smile and shout of glee. Zoe loves to tumble, dance, and sing "Poker Face" and anything Black Eyed Peas. She is the light of my life and my very best friend.
Xander is my heart. I have a 36" little lover who hugs, kisses, and snuggles like the man you always dreamed of would. He came into my life in a mess of emotions - I didn't know how I thought about having Baby #2 let alone a little boy. Well, I've realized my little man couldn't be a better addition to my life unless I had him cloned. Xander is smart, silly, only wants to please, and is so empathetic he'd give his best toy to a stranger if they were crying. He is literally my heart walking around outside my body.
My husband is a fighter. He's been through a lot and continues to keep swinging. He's quirky, hard working, and a great dad to two great kids.
That's us in a nutshell. Keep an eye on the site - I'm back and I'm back for good.
You know, in July of 2010 I thought things couldn't get crazier. I had an 18-month old and a new three year old. They were just starting to learn about life, love, and the pursuit of happiness. And by pursuit of happiness, I mean wanting whatever the other child had. No matter what. Acquiring said item was the only way to feel happy.
Fast forward a year or so. I am now the mother of a four year old daughter whom I don't know whether to pour a cup of coffee and gossip with or give her another lecture that I'm the mommy and she gets to be the kid... so please don't harp on Xander's "poor choices" and put him in Time Out. I'll handle it.
Zoe is a lot like her Aunt Hanah. Everything she tries she is does well and everything she works at turns to gold. Nothing is difficult (except hearing the word NO), nothing weighs her down (except her little brother wanting to hang onto her legs and get pulled across the kitchen), and nothing seems impossible. She embraces life with a smile and shout of glee. Zoe loves to tumble, dance, and sing "Poker Face" and anything Black Eyed Peas. She is the light of my life and my very best friend.
Xander is my heart. I have a 36" little lover who hugs, kisses, and snuggles like the man you always dreamed of would. He came into my life in a mess of emotions - I didn't know how I thought about having Baby #2 let alone a little boy. Well, I've realized my little man couldn't be a better addition to my life unless I had him cloned. Xander is smart, silly, only wants to please, and is so empathetic he'd give his best toy to a stranger if they were crying. He is literally my heart walking around outside my body.
My husband is a fighter. He's been through a lot and continues to keep swinging. He's quirky, hard working, and a great dad to two great kids.
That's us in a nutshell. Keep an eye on the site - I'm back and I'm back for good.
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