I Try.

I feel like I'm constantly doing something but never get anything done. You know what I mean? I have a to do list a mile long that has something added to it on a daily basis. My basement is FULL of projects that need to get done but I have no time for. I never get just ME time, (except when I work-out but let's be honest, I'd much rather do something else. Like soak in the tub or get a pedicure...you know, be still for more than 5 seconds.) I feel worn-out, old and haggard and stretched to my limit....
But it's oh so worth it.
These boys are worth every single stress wrinkle and fat roll.








No he's not eating playdough...not the icky kind that is. We made Peanut-butter playdough. It's very easy and VERY yummy. I think if you melted some chocolate over this stuff it would taste EXACTLY like a peanut butter cup. Seriously. I'm going to try it. Here is the recipe:
1 C creamy peanut butter
2 C powdered sugar
1/2 C honey.
Just mix it up and play!
And do you see that MASSIVE chunk of it in front of Wyatt? Yeah. He ate the whole thing. Oops. Protein right?


This is unusual...Wyatt is the one who does the chasing and tackling most often. He's not use to getting attacked. It's usually Sawyer running away screaming or laughing (depending on mood) with Wyatt in pursuit.

Unfortunately you can't hear them laughing uncontrollably over the wind. It was 80 degrees but the wind was ICY COLD! How weird is that?

WHY?

Looks like he's in trouble, doesn't it? Looks like he got yelled at and put in time out, huh?
No.
He's watching Baby Einstein.
He loves it.
So why is he scowling?
No idea.
But it's really funny.


So we were at the store today and went past the past-date bakery stand, you know, the little stand that has all those sinfully delicious looking breads and donuts and what not?
Sawyer, in a very high and excited voice:
"Ooooh! Cake! I LOVE cake."
And being the meanest mom ever I didn't give in to the cuteness...cause let's face it. I would have eaten most of it. Will-power finally gets a point.