It's been a wild and crazy couple of months. And it shows. I never meant to go so long without posting, but, since sleep is a necessity, there just aren't enough hours in my day for all that I want to accomplish. It's amazing how quick a day can fly past me, and yet it seems I'm standing still. Yet, my babies are growing up so fast. Bookworm#2 turned six this past week - I can barely believe it. Hasn't it only been a few weeks since he was tiny and cuddled up against me in the Maya Wrap every waking instant because that was the only place where he didn't scream. Maybe a few days since he was an only child, and I was so very sad. Wasn't #3 born the day before yesterday and #4 this morning?
But no. #2 is helping the King of Bookworms run the vacuum. #3 is following them around with the toy vacuum. And #4 is hanging onto my skirt and jabbering to me and walking off to his toys. It's truly amazing how time flies.
All is well here in the Backyard. We're still reading and playing and exploring and living. There is much to tell and very little time in which to tell it. As much as I'd love to have time to write more, I must keep my stance that my family is more important than my blog. However, now the vacuumers have gotten to my little office off the playroom and #4 is very frightened and needs a cuddle. Maybe later