It's 9 AM but...

it feels like 9 PM!

I feel like I could sit down with a glass of wine but instead I will have another cup of coffee and write this post.

This past weekend, like almost every other weekend, has been jam packed.

As I sigh...I will continue...

Two out of three, of my youngest children decided to cut their own hair. My youngest, (you know him well because he is mentioned in almost every post) took a chunk out of his hair so close to his scalp there was no way to fix it, he now has a military buzz! The other one, my dear Jacob, took a chunk right out of the middle of his forehead, (sigh, again)! Do I have to mention he is nine! Why oh why does he do these things? I do not know...

So, he had to get a "not as short as Isaiah cut" but a pretty short cut. Then, poor Joshua, innocent in all of this had to be a victim of the short cut too because they all have to look alike.

All of this excitement happens just in time for Christmas pictures! I guess it will be a picture to talk about in years to come, "Remember the year...."

Yesterday, Isaiah turned six. I can not believe it. I get sad with every passing year. Every birthday, every kid, every year, I remember the day I had them and wish for a moment I could go back to that day and hold them again. Even though you enjoy every moment, seeing your kids grow up is hard on a mom.

Also yesterday, we were with Bill's family as they baptized their newest addition. What a precious little boy. As if I wasn't already an emotional mess, holding that little boy took me back to when my own kids were that little. Back to when they needed you for everything, you are their lifeline then they grow up...

Sigh, again!

Maybe I will have that glass of wine!