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Seriously some days I think that there is no way I am going to make it! Today was one of them.  Chayce has taken up hitting.  He likes to hit and thinks it is funny when I get angry...grrrr!   So this afternoon I was talking on the phone to my sister who has had the most unbelievably worst year of anyone's life.  And all of a sudden Nicholas smacks Chandler in the face with a car so Chandler is screaming, I get super angry with Nicholas so he starts screaming and then Chayce comes and smacks Nicholas and I get mad at Chayce and he starts screaming...remember I am still on a phone call with my sister.  Sigh.  Well if nothing else these occurrences didn't make my sister's life seem SO bad to her and probably made her a little happy for her problems.  (not really, what she is dealing with really stinks)  

Chad has a new job.  He loves this job.  This job requires him to do a fair amount of traveling, that is the down side of this job.  It's really hard for me to have him gone, he helps me out SO much and I love his company. The kids miss him too when he is gone, in some of my kids eyes he can do no wrong (gag) and I can do no right.  I am okay with that.  On the days he is gone it's a lot of work for me.  Getting kids fed, ready for school.  Scripture study, family prayer, carpools, cleaning (what little gets done), chasing, disciplining, homework, fixing meals (tonight is was Dominos Pizza) and bedtimes. Chayce and Chandler are harder in ways and easier in other ways.  They play with toys more but get easily bored and want to move on to something else, like hitting.  They wrestle and chase each other until someone trips or someone starts hitting.  They fight over toys (reminder to never buy one toy, always by two of the same toy)  They LOVE to go "bye bye" and so does mom but where do you go with two babies in tow?  By the time everyone goes to bed, I am EXHAUSTED!! And that is when I am reminded of how blessed I am.  When I walk through my quiet house and check on all my sleeping kids, it's then that I think, "I can do this".  HA!  And then morning comes again and I am slapped in the face with reality.  I love my reality.  Sometimes I wonder if I am doing anything right and sometimes I just give myself credit for putting the same amount of kids to bed that woke up that morning.  

We LOVE Garbage Day!!!