PLUG FOR DUMMY DANGLERS....get it?......PLUG!!!

Are you tired of picking your babies pacifier off the floor and feeling guilty when you give it back to them and haven't washed it? Want something really cute to attach to their clothes without paying an outrageous price?
My sister is selling what she calls DUMMY DANGLERS (In Australia they call pacifiers "dummy's"). Here is a link to her blog that gives all the info. http://dummydanglers.blogspot.com
They are DANG cute. Every child needs one (at least if they use a pacifier). Check them out! There are over 40 styles to choose from. One for every outfit your child has.

Thumbs up to My Roberto for an amazing six years!

Rob and I have now been married for six years (May 10th) . Wow......I mean, WOW. There are times when it seems like it has gone really fast (like when we watch our wedding video, which we do every year, and realize how much hair Rob used to have and how much I used to smile and laugh), other times it seems to have gone by really slowly (like when we try to imagine how many years it will be before all of our children are out of the house and it will just be the two of us again).

I have been in kind of a "postpartum-I-hate-the-world-just-get-me-through-the-day-and-hope-I-don't-hurt-anyone" phase and have not been very fun to be around for the last 9 months....make that 18 months. Do you want to know how I came to this knowledge? I came out of it. I came out of the "pit of despair" without realizing just how far I had fallen into it. What a joy it is to be out of it and ENJOYING life again. In the midst of this new found "light" I have come to realized just how truly, madly, and deeply (thank you Savage Garden for hitting it on the nail) I love my husband.

Rob, I love you. I love you more today than I did the first time I touched your elbow in Spanish class (and that's saying a lot....I knew I would marry you even back then...ask my roommates). You are the most wonderful and supportive husband a girl could ever ask for. You are perfect for me (my mother knew you would be..... Since the day you took me out on my parents front porch to have a "good" cry because my wedding dress was getting a little snug (a week before the wedding). You just put your arm around me and let me cry, telling me that I was beautiful and everything would be okay and..........it was. You are always my sanity in times of "crazy" (which is more often than I care to admit). No one else would be up to the challenge and yet you are always there and always prepared for more. You are my best friend and the only person who knows me for who I really am and loves me in spite of it.

Here's to another six......sixty........six hundred years........oh, actually eternity. That's right, you are mine for eternity. Well.............Here's to eternity. I look forward to it with you by my side and in my heart.

I LOVE YOU! HAPPY 6 YEARS ROB!

O Ye Perceptive One!

Today, while sitting down to eat lunch, Gabe asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I replied that I was grown up and I am a mom. To this he replied, "No Mom, what do you WANT to be when you grow up." (Emphasizing the WANT). I was a little shocked and very amused. Could he read my mind? Don't get me wrong. I LOVE my children and I am learning to actually ENJOY them sometimes but in all honesty, I never dreamed of being a mother. I just knew that I would be some day (So, you ask, why did we get pregnant with Gabe so quickly? Who knows.......anyway). How brilliantly perceptive of him, I thought. So after having a good chuckle (inside of course, I didn't want him to know just how right he was), I answered him. "Someday I hope to get my degree in Health and Fitness and be a physical therapist, a personal trainer or just an aerobics instructor....anything to keep me in shape and healthy." He didn't really understand what that meant but seemed satisfied when I told him I wanted to exercise for the rest of my life.

Funny.....Funny.....I am still laughing about it (again, inside, but for a different reason.....the children are napping.......I wouldn't want to wake them up and have to "enjoy" them for a extra hour of the day.)

Ode to my fellow mothers. I would like to give you a high five for your hard work and dedication. Keep up the hustle....it is bound to pay off some day.