Ventage

I am in a funk.

I hate it.

I am trying my best to get out of it.

But I seem to fail.

I hate it.

I want problems to be solved now,

But they aren't.

I hate it.

My kidneys suck.

Stupid potassium levels.

I hate them too.

HOWEVER

I do have a wonderfull husband.

Three beautiful daughters.

and One handsome son.

(5 months old...already!!)

This funk will end soon.

Hopefully.

If not.

Be patient.

Please forgive me.

I'll be back eventually.

Family Pics

For a good time go {HERE}

(More Pictures Added....HURRAY!!!!!)

More Pictures

I would love to write, but spawn child number three got ahold of my laptop and pulled a vast majority of the keys off. Aaron is going tomorrow to the store to purchase the parts needed. I'll post when it gets fixed. Until then.....enjoy.

Pumpkin Patch:

Desert Botanical Gardens:

When I take a nap:

Mother Daughter activity with Elle:

Frohman

His shirt says it all...minus the fact that he actually has his first tooth. He's teething. Joy. Anything that he can shove in his mouth is free game for chewing. Another joy...fussy. Why must getting teeth be so painful? I use the teething tablets, I use washcloths, and all those other "mom" tricks to help with the process. Poor Guy. Poor Me.

He's also a chunky man. I don't know how much he weighs, because, well, basically I'm a bad mom who doesn't take their kid to the doctor every 3.5 weeks. I don't. I figure if he is not sick why expose him to the nasty germs that linger at a pediatricians office, plus I don't do immunizations until they are a year old, and I hate having the "talk" with the doctor. I'm not against immunizations, I just want their bodies to be a little bigger. That's just me.

Besides teething issues, life is good. I don't sleep. The two year old is still for sale. Work has been a tad crazy, and I'm patiently awaiting for fall to finally arrive. I love fall. The smell, the colors, the excitement of the upcoming holidays. I just want it to get here already. A friend posted on facebook today "Snow". I'm jealous.

Letters

Dear Jodi,

Back in 2006 you send a little letter to me for my birthday. It came at a time when I really needed it. I hung it on my fridge. It's been there ever since.

It's been a life saver to me again lately. Every time I read it, I think of you, and a fun memory from Texas comes into my brain. Your voice enters my mind, and I hear you say "Hey Sister". It make me smile. Thank you.

I love and miss you.

Sarah

P.S. The apron you made me for my birthday ions ago...still my favorite.

Addiction

Dear Amy,

I love reading your blog and all the fun things you do and make, however, why did you have to post this sinful concoction?

There goes my diet.

Love,

Sarah

P.S. I left out the coffee, but I'm sure it would be just as delicious with it. *sigh*

2 year old 4 sale.

For Sale:

Two year old child.

Has experience in Destruction, Demolition,

and Temper Tantrums.

Is able to down a hot dog in less than a minute and destroy a room in 15 seconds or less.

Looks innocent and cute, but looks can be deceiving.

Says, "Please, Thank-you, Mine, and No" on a regular basis.

$100 OBO (would be willing to trade for a box of Krispy Kremes, A Pedicure, or a large Coke Zero)

All sales final

No refunds. Manufacture not held liable for any defects or deformities.