The Captain's job: To spew from every orifice. Constantly. He's a pro. And he needs another haircut.
Sir O's job: Move so much and so often that he literally becomes a blur. You think I'm kidding.
My job: Don't quit. Don't sleep. Stay hopelessly in love with three boys.
7 comments:
This is SUCH a cute post! Really. I just love it! :)
So, life isn't settling down, imagine that... I keep thinking one day I'll have days on end with nothing to do, but then I remember I'm my mother's child, so that will never happen! :)
I think we need to plan a get-together-and-play-date and spend some time at the gardens or please touch or somewhere! Even go on a walk in the woods. Whatever. What works best for you?
em, you are excellent at your job. : )
I love this post. It's so true to life.
Hahaha. I have 2 blurs of my own and an adorable faucet that doesn't turn off. Aren't they so much fun.
Love the post! You and 3 boys...wow...Fun road ahead for you missy! Love ya!
I love those pictures. Oliver is growing too fast! Where did the past year go since we left? Cole still remembers him! Miss you guys!!
I love the way you put your job! What more could a girl ask for right? As for those boys of yours wow they are growing so fast. You'll love life once they start playing together. Not only will it be easier, but so sweet to watch.
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