Being 5 is awesome. It’s learning to tie your shoes and loving riding your bike. It is hopscotch and partially painted finger nails. The best part of your day is holding hands with your best friend at school and telling secrets and giggling. It is about growing our your hair and clothing battles with your mom. It is about swearing you’re going to marry your little brother when you grow up. It is about freckles and knobby knees and dancing silly. I love who she is.
in my book of taryn’s funny sleep. i swear some day i’m going to print a book of these. i just need to wait until she stops giving me usable material. like here, here, here and here. and now here:
found her like this after Ty’s football game tonight. she finished eating, grabbed her jammies and put them in the bathroom, curled up and she was out. too tired to continue with our normal evening rituals. duder wasn’t actually asleep, just snuggling his blankie. as usual.
1. Popping in. Quite literally. I have about 3 minutes while my children down their snack before they come looking for me.
2. This is a 70+ hour work week for me. Just work. Not counting mom duties. Or carpool. Or meal preparation. Or the hours we spend giving supplements. Or playing outside with the kids. Or sleep, glorious, sleep. Amazingly enough, I’m doing good. I feel incredible, patient, calm, tons of energy. Just really, really good. More on WHY over on the finding our new normal blog this weekend!
3. Freezing this morning. You know, it was around 50 degrees when we left the house. But in Texas, that totally constitutes putting on our big coats, finding a hat and […]