Family Snow Time...

She's Flying...

Snow Angel...

Daddy's Kiddos...

Snow man and Friends...

Snow Baby...

HAPPY SNOW DAY!!!

Snow Days

It's cold in my house.

I'm sitting here in a blanket with Little Miss climbing on me and giving me her sweet hugs.

It's snowing outside and the hubster and Little Man are home today too.

I love it when they get to stay home with us.

Later we will go outside with the kiddos and play in the snow and then come in for some hot chocolate (me and the hubster will add cinnamon and cayenne pepper to ours- yummy!).

Isn't it the moments like these days that we live for? The moments when our kids give us free hugs and when we get to make snow angels and build snow forts together? Or when we gather around the table to drink our hot chocolate only to get the giggles because little miss has a marshmellow mustache?

I want to be in a place where I'm always able to stop and enjoy these moments. To breath them in and enjoy every second of them.

Thank you for the snow days.

A Portrait of a Family...

Just because we can...

And now the funny faces- hehe...

Aren't my babies growing like weeds!

Little Man is in Kindergarten! Holy Smolies!

Little Miss is a Sassy almost 3 year old who is daily making me want to crawl into the fetal position and suck my thumb due to all this potty training garbage. (sidenote* - Whoever said little girls are easier to potty train than little boys is full of crap. Any pointers would be much appreciated.) Anyhoo, more on this drama another time.

Sexy Man is training for marathon 2 along with his beautiful and talented and oh so wonderful wife (It's me! No he's not married to another wife on the side thank you very much.).

Me, I'm running and cooking my heart out. Trying to potty train a child that has made it her mission in life to torture me throughout the process, and dealing with the fact that my babies are no longer babies.

Life is good.

Burrrrrrrrrrrr...

6 degrees...Holy Crow!

Blogging with Balance- is it possible?

It's been a while.

I have no excuse other than I just didn't want to worry with it.

I have this thing that when fun things start to feel more like work- they stop being fun.

This was the case.

It's a pattern. I enjoy lots of things...cosmetology, crafting, cooking, running, aerobics- All things I love, but when done too much or for money- become more like work and then not fun anymore.

Am I alone in this?

Anyhoo- I like blogging- it's a good outlet, but can it be done with balance?

Surely.

I hope so.

I guess I can try and see.

So here I go- trying and seeing...