6 Weeks Old

Yes that is a half naked busy trying to sit on her sisters : )
Miss E & Miss T

So life here at our house has been pretty quiet. We are all healthynow, at least for today that is. The baby girls finally got infected by their older siblings that I fondly refer to as the "carrier monkeys" (Brittany I know you understand). I took them into the dr. and had a scare but all of the test came back fine and it was just a cold virus. They were real troopers through their first colds. They are smiling more and more and each have their own sweet personality. Busy and P-man have been fantastic and I find them doing these really sweet acts twords their little sisters.
On a different note: As we venture out more into the world I am discovering that a majority of strangers I pass in the store or meet at the resturant refer to me as "you poor thing" or they tell the person they are with "watch out and let this poor women by." I just give a polite smile and laugh to myself. As I have taken on this adventure I was shocked to learn that a majority of the public veiw my blessing as a burden, or a daunting task, and I may have had that view before I was given this task. So to the people I meet in the store or at the dr.'s office or while out for a walk that think or say "you poor thing" I say to you, I may have twice as many diapers to change (triple if you count Busy) and I may have 2 babies that at times are both screaming and needing my attention, I may be tag teamed at night and get little to no sleep but..... I also get twice as many smiles, cuddles and nuzzles. I have two happy babies instead of 1. I get the privilege of spending individual time with my girls while being tag teamed at night. So at times yes this blessing does feel a bit daunting, however those emotions are few and far between and nothing a Pepsi and a nap or a hot shower won't cure.

SO for those of you who may be reading this and don't know me very well you may think wow!!! Hahaha this will help you get to know me a bit better.

A 11 year old girl in Jonathan's primary class lost her father, I offered to take her and her family dinner last night. Well yesterday ended up being a bit of a challenge I had only about an hour of sleep under my belt and the girls needed to be held all day. So when was I going to make dinner. I decided to call in the professionals, Papa Johns, they not only delivered the pizza to her house but one to ours and a cup of liquid heaven... aka Pepsi. I know you understand : )