How could it be?

How could a face this precious be behind the sleepless nights,
the long days, the 3am pacing, the "I- forgot-how-hard-this-new-baby-stuff is" thoughts.

Okay, do you believe me now?
And don't get me started on her brother.
Meanwhile, the laundry piles up, the thank-you notes stay stampless on the dining room table, outgoing baby gifts remained unwrapped, phone calls have gone unreturned, and the explanations to our visiting grandparents continue:

"...I promise we have it more together when we aren't running on sheer will and two hours of sleep... Rhett really is a sweet boy,really... I do usually shower everyday... No I wasn't wearing this yesterday.... It's okay if he has a cookie for lunch-whatever works...Um, I am not really sure why I am crying... Do you mind watching the kids while I go for a jog, a really long jog...?"

But good days are on the horizon, and bouts of sweet times have emerged, and this little family is worth every bit of it. and I promise to update the blog soon, really...

So long Summer..

(Summer Beach Trip: South Padre July, 2010)




So I guess Labor Day weekend, our little tot starting school (eeek!)...all indicators that Summer 2010 is down for the count.

Labor Day weekend, the English clan stopped through town to visit meet Miss Nina Lane and shower our little man with gifts and tons of attention. And provide the sweetest form of entertainment, their one year old Bryce (Brycie to me :)


Porter and I stole a few hours out of day to go on a lunch date and steal a quick dance at the dancehall. We then sent our beloved babysitter home, loaded up our kiddos, and took a dip in the river. It was truly a laborless day. Nothing like plopping your chair in the Guadalupe with your newborn in your arms and a cold one within arms reach. We are a family of water babies, so I hope Nina Lane enjoys it as much as we do! Pretty sure that is why she decided to come in August :)
(a lesson in skipping rocks)

And alas, Rhett-head started "kids day out." It was one of those things where it seemed like he would benefit much more than me. Rhett is very social, loves to be in the midst of the comotion and chaos- so two days a week, four hours a day seemed like the perfect fix for him.
Turns out, it's also the perfect fix for me. I get to spend some one on one with our itty bitty, run an errand or two, and get some chores done.

Although I do miss my little helper. (Rhett "helping" me fold diapers).

So long summer, hellow September!