We wake up, rinse, and repeat. I cannot complain. I do not hate my job. In fact, I like it, pretty much. My co-workers are phenomenal, it's a blessing. At the end of the day, I'm ready to get home to my babies... They are amazing. I'm blessed to have beautiful children with no major health problems. I'm blessed to have a great husband. I'm blessed to have a great family and some close friends. I'm blessed to be living, breathing, confident and enjoying it.
Don't get me wrong, I would LOVE to have more money, live in a house, have no debts, etc. etc.
But GOD has given me peace - I love and I feel loved and to me, and we float, that's the most important thing.
Because sometimes she gets too close and he has to get a little grab.
Her 3rd birthday party. I love this pic of her because I rarely get a smile out of Zoe and here it is. (....although you cannot see that I am tickling her!)
They are so sweet together.
This morning, while we were getting ready for work and Zoe was getting a breathing treatment, they were just sitting there, watching cartoons and holding hands. #sweetfordays
B gets into EVERYTHING. He isn't eating bread yet - he just started baby rice cereal, but as you can see, he poured all of the bread on the counter and decided to have himself a piece.
(How funny is it that continuously have to keep myself from saying YOU-Zee?)