30 dirty little toes

I love these dirty little feet. They are what makes my life worthwhile. I'll try and cherish all the dirty little prints that they track around my house.I'll try not to get discouraged that i can't keep my house spotless the way i would like. For now, these little feet are more important then a spotless floor. More important then a "show-case" house. I will miss these little feet one day...But for now, I'll enjoy them as much as i can :-)

My newest Family Pictures

My crew.............I'm so outnumbered

It's been way to long since I've blogged....

So much changes in two years. Well, it's almost two

years since I've posted. My kids are growing.
Corey
is 15 now. Man, I remember being 15. I don't remember
it being so difficult. It's weird how being a mom makes you
so old.

Like, you are not cool anymore.

AT ALL.... :~)

I guess this is payback, for all the hard times i gave my mom and dad.

BTW.... I'm sorry. For Everything. For all the times i thought i knew

everything and you knew nothing.... I'm sorry. If it makes you feel
any better, that old saying what goes around comes around... I think that
is it. Is it the other way? oh well, you get the idea... It's coming back around.
Meet Corey. Corey is 15. need i say more? well, because I'm his momma i will
Corey is very strong headed and I love him very much. He is good with his
brothers and for the most part minus the hormones trustworthy. I look forward
to the days that we can be friends. Like a am with my parents now. I know it will
come one day...

My Oldest Corey

Then their is my 9 yr old Sam.
Sam, Sam...Sam i am. He hates when i say that :-)
He is finding his place. He wants to be "COOL"
That means he needs pants with holes in them.
Because if you didn't know, that attracts chicks.
Oh, the things they think. Here is Sam without
the holey jeans because the chick that is most
important doesn't like jeans with holes :~)

Sam

Brennan. Sweet, Sweet Brennan.... Also know as Goo
Bear. He is a fire cracker for sure. He is stubborn,
yet he is also very kindhearted an sweet. He is an
artist for sure and is always creating things that make
us laugh. He is 6 and I love me some Goo Bear

Brennan

Meet Matt. AKA Matt-Matt, Mattie, Mattie Poo and so on
He is my baby. The last of the kids. I'll never have another
Therefore, he will always be my baby. Poor Kid.
Matt is twee yrs old. If you ask him that is what he'll say
He is my shadow and i would be lost without him...or extremely
relaxed :~) Talk on the street is he's going to preschool next
which i will not comment on cause mama's ready for a little break
just not good at change. No kids at home will be an extreme change
guess we will cross that bridge when it comes. For now i will enjoy
my twee yr old

Matt

New to blogging....here it goes!

This is my first attempt at blogging. For many months i have looked at many blogs, some i go to daily cause i have to check on people, ya know what I'm talking about? I am a mom to four growing boys. They are growing way to fast. It seems like yesterday I was praying for the family I wanted so badly. You see I went five years wondering if i would ever have a family outside of my husband and myself. We went through years of infertility treatments, several miscarriages, and just a lot of heartache. Ultimately we have been blessed with six children. We have went through a successful adoption, successful in-vitro fertilization, twice. did i mention we are blessed? We have went through getting pregnant without the help of medical doctors. We were blessed to get pregnant with identical twin girls. Olivia Grace and Emily Claire. I lost them during my fifth month of pregnancy. They were mono amniotic twins, which means they shared a amniotic sac. They passed away due to a cord accident. Although they are not with us, they are always and forever in our hearts. I always wanted a daughter. God gave me two of them and they are waiting for us in heaven. I have relied on God to get me through all of it. The happy times, the hard times, all of it. I am hoping to use this blog as a diary of my life. I am hoping that one day my boys will be able to see what my life was like while raising them. Wish me luck!