Is here.
That means I’m the only person around to:
plunge the toilets.
This was going to be a list of a whole mess of things that I’m dealing with all by myself while my husband sacrifices himself on the throne of deadlines and numbers
but really that’s my biggest complaint.
The weather has been abnormally warm, which totally helps.
And I’ve kept myself busy with little projects here and there by telling myself Bryce wouldn’t care about even if he was around to care about them.
And I’ve based my self esteem on unreliable sources like Instagram, Facebook, my mother and my own personal visions of grandeur.
Coping totally fine.
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Per usual, here’s a ton of pictures from my week:
Meg got glasses!
Planting some dahlias.
I called my friend who lives with an awesome field to see if we could come take some Valentine’s photos.
I swear the only things that thought there was wind were the balloons.
When you let the boy pose himself…
Not one.
Not one picture where they are all looking at me.
Spencer is totally winking in this one.
This is my friend on his four wheeler transporting my kids back and forth to the bathroom and/or car or wherever he thought they needed to be taken.
At the park.
They were really having this much fun on this toddler springed fire truck.
And on our way to church.
This is how he negotiates nap length.
I’m getting this beauty tied tomorrow.
Post nap.
A bit of a fat lip from face planting in the library.
Haircuts.
Chocolate in the mail is always appreciated.
Katie
