Confession #2 - I absolutely love summer

Summer is finally hear, I thought it would never ever come. I started having spring fever early March, and never broke until two and a half weeks ago.

Signs of early spring fever, we started planting seeds indoor March it was amazing to watch them grow, but two year curiosity in three minutes without mother supervision the seedling were no more. Oh well we had better luck outdoors, and I got some cute pics and spent some quality time with my little chick.

I love the sunshine, the lazy days, otter pops, splashing in the water, fresh cut grass, tan lines, painted toes, laundry on the clothes line, fireworks, BBQs and most importantly eating snow cones and ice cream. Without a doubt I know I could have a summer diet of straight snow cones and ice cream, or ice cream with snow cones mixed. its just to hot to eat anything else. MMmMMmm. I want I cream Right know, my stomache is even growing.

Confession #1

My first confession is that I have been wanting to start this blog for six months now and daily am struck with new idea and what I would post about. Mostly as attempt to save whatever is left of my sanity, and in hope to find others out there that my or may not share the similarities of motherhood.

As a parent do you ever feel the absolute joy for an instant when your three year old just does three year old things like during all prayers over meals she has to remind you to bless the choo choo along with the food. those kind of joys ans smiles that I fell are priceless.

And there are those other priceless moment when your three year old come up to you and says," Mommy I have a problem" then you find out there is no diaper to found on your child or anywhere in the near vicinity.

I would like to share these experience with you along with those thoughts that many time surface but never go farther that the though process. An example though would be " I wonder how long it would take for my husband to notice that my child has worn the same outfit for the last two and half days." I don't think my child has ever been in the same outfit for ;longer than twelve hours.