This is what my friend Christina told me this weekend. It's true. But I don't want to.
I've washed my face maybe 10 or 20 times in my life. Mostly in middle school when I had a zit and then attacked it with every possible product and made it peel like I'd been south of the equator for 4 weeks. Anyway. If you see me glowing anytime soon, don't worry-I'm NOT having another baby, just following some new regime.
What's that? You don't care about my skin? Oh. Sorry. It's just that I don't have much to post about. And I want my girls to look back at our
blog book and clue in that somewhere around 31 they need to up the anty on anti-aging.
Ok. Took the girls-all 3-to the dr, for 2 month, 18 month, and 3 year appointments. Besides everybody getting shots and taking Ava to the potty 3 times in vain, it went great. I have never posted stats on here before. I'm not sure why, but I'm going to now because I'm mad I've never done it. Obviously people who don't wash their face also don't keep baby books or the little slips you get from the dr. SO-for my personal record keeping: feel free to bypass (if anyone is still reading, which, besides my Mama is probably no one.)
AVA: 32.3 lbs (70th %) She gained 6 lbs this year! Big ol' spike on her growth chart!
38.5 inches tall (80th%)
KAIYA: 25 lbs (60%)
33 3/4 inches tall (95th%)
REESE: 11lb 12 oz (75%)
23 3/4 inches (93%)
And now pictures of those big cuties.
loving hanging out together...makes me happy :)


Oh I love that baby. Someone said to me the other day, "you sure have lucked out with three really good babies." And I thought...don't I get any credit for being just an exceptional mother? Then Ava hit me. So true about the pride and fall thing. So true.

We support mud.

I don't even know what to say about that face.


My friend Meredith and I at an auction the other night. We felt it more important to take our own picture than participate in the Nascar item up for bid. (Yep, she is really cute. Sometimes you just have to give it up and be friends with perfect people because they can end up being really nice.)

Reese got to come out on our date. (Please keep the "how to get your kid to take a bottle" advice coming!) She and I had a lovely time in the handicap bathroom together.

Mother's Day lunch at Aunt Barb's house. Thanks for the gift of photography to Uncle Dave.
So thankful to be a mother. Seriously NOTHING else I ever wanted to do. I dreamed of being pregnant in elementary school. I'm so, so, so, blessed to be living my dream.


My little miracle.
