National Infertility Awareness Week - April 22 to 28

I'm catching the tail end of NIAW but I would just like to say Thank You. Thank You to the folks that made my family possible. Actually, if one must get technical it would be somewhere between 50-60 thank you-s or people that make my family what it is today. Obviously some of you deserve WAY...

more than one thank you which confuses my math but I'll leave it at this, if I could do nothing but say "thanks" for rest of my life I would. 

My kiddies and GCDH !

Moon has become quite the neat freak as of late and it's very hard to take her meticulous dainty cleaning seriously when she feeds herself with all fingers in the mouth at once. Sun's ability to follow specific detailed instruction never ceases to amaze and Babe my glorious Babe, you have taken to socializing and...

making friends like I always knew you could and if you haven’t already it’s that time of year again, the Great Cloth Diaper Hunt, so sign up!

I'm an open book... sorta.

So, as you may or may not have noticed I added a few things, like my name ha ha and a couple social networking sites you can follow me on. So now you can see what I'm really up to, or not up to and let's be honest here, at the rate that I tweet I won't be reaching world domination till 2112 but I keep trying.So here ya go, you can now follow me on Pinterest and Twitter but be forewarned, I follow back, insert devious grin and maniacal laugh here.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOYFRIEND!!!

Today you've turned the big... little... medium? 32! You wear it well. All you wanted this year was your admittance to Tough Mudder paid. You're so fun and wild and maybe a bit crazy. Cause even though I can imagine the possibilities of a fun, challenging, exciting race, I sorta get turned off by the whole...
10,000 volt shock treatment that accompanies one of the obstacles but you know, to each their own. Here's a pic of Boyfriend gearing up to get down.

Happy Bunny Day folks!

You know your Easter egg dying skills are still in top-notch form when afterward everyone, including yourself needs a bath, all clothing needs to be washed or thrown away, the kitchen needs to be hosed down and the floors need to be replaced. I refuse to look at the ceiling, I’m too scared. Maybe I’ll have Boyfriend do it. Please keep me in your thoughts today as I attempt the impossible, trying to get three kids in nice clothes to hold still long enough for a photo.

Moon walking.....

Moon teething, Moon crying. My twin toodles are growing up so fast, no more baby food, baby bottles, or even the word baby. It's finger foods and sippy cups around here folks and now that everyone is vertically moving I'm left running in three different directions which looks weird but works wonders for the waistline.Babe is a riot; she's currently on Spring break from preschool and is plotting fun and clever ways of getting out of wearing all her clothes.