Three Babies

After reading this post today on my friend Andrea's blog,I felt the need to tell a classic Andy story...So,everyone cozy up with hot chocolate and a warm blanket and prepare to say "You married him!":

Once upon a time (a few days ago), my dear husband was being sneaky (and mean) and trying to shoot my brother-in-law with Landon's biggest dart gun over our stair case. Juuuuuust as he was gloating from a direct hit, his foot slipped and all 200 pounds of my gloating husband rolled right down the stairs. (Admit it, Sharon, you love it as much as I did!) Alas, our story does not have the happy ending one would expect from watching a gloating 6'3" man tumble helplessly down a flight of stairs......

Andy's no spring chicken and so of course he threw his back out (a rather convenient complaint when there are chubby babies to be changed and big brothers to be entertained and meals to be cooked and rooms to be cleaned). All of the aches and pains I had been ignoring for weeks just to make it through our hectic new schedule (read: broken tailbone, stitches, abs that had been stretched to their limit and then suddenly let go, boobs that felt like they were about to fall off...) were forgotten by my husband as he dramatically limped around the house, wincing and holding his back gingerly for days. *sigh*

As they say: "No rest for the weary"....I have 3 babies now! ;o)

Sheeeeeee's BaaaAAAaaack!!!

Or at least she has a computer and a working internet connection...

Yes, after nearly one YEAR (where has the time gone???), I am now blogging again! I'm not sure how long this stint will last because I am one day past my due date for our second baby (and I know that even though it feels like it at the moment, he's not going to be in there forever) but I'll give it my best effort. I have MISSED you all terribly and can't wait to catch up with everyone (and eventually catch everyone up)! Yay!