
The cake I made for Charlie's birthday on August 6th. He loves trains lately. I was quite proud of myself for making it and Charlie was so excited about it.

New cowboy boots. That's all you need to be in fashion when you're 2.

So hi. I don't know exactly why I'm back but here I am. Last time I posted was October last year. A lot has happened and changed since then and even though I took my blog down, looking back on old posts made me realize how grateful I am to have details of my life documented and I've had a lot of people ask where the blog went too. I didn't know that many people cared so thanks! :)
I still don't know how to get the pictures on here in order. So here is a quick mumbo jumbo of what's been going on this past month in my life...
Above, Cody is teaching Lulu to ride a big girl bike! She also started kindergarten, is learning to read, and generally growing up way too fast.
Hide and seek. Good hiding spot, right?

Charlie's new obsession... underwear! Let the potty training begin!

Think he hangs out with me a little too much? Here is my boy pretending to talk on my phone and he is drinking the end of my diet coke.


Charlie opening his new cowboy boots from his dad on his birthday. He was so stoked!

After Charlie opened all his gifts at his party, we set up his new train track. BIG HIT!



Laundry day at our house was spent like this the other morning....



This is what happens when you have a big sister as your only playmate...

We spent a lot of time at the pool this summer. Dance is about to start back up again, we are all healthy and doing the best we can do. What more can ya ask for right? For those of you who know more details than I'm willing to write about on a blog, I want to apologize if I told you too much, and I know I did to several of you. When it all comes down to it, I will never regret taking the high road and just keeping my mouth shut. I do however, regret saying too much and doing more to frustrate an already frustrating situation. I don't want people talking bad about the father of my children- it will eventually get back to them and they don't need that. I just want them to be ok.