Spencer is headed to Kindergarten, Chelsea is in 4th grade, and Bryce is facing loneliness. April doesn't seem to care. (Carter had already left for Middle School and refused to have his picture taken.)
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Thanks Mom
As most of you already know, April Evelyn Nelson is here. She arrived last Monday, August 10, at 3:36 pm. We are thrilled with her and everyone (except occasionally Bryce who is dealing with some sibling jealousy) loves her ubermuch.
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I have to say, I love babies. It's just having them that is a pain. In this regard, I was especially blessed this time because my mom was around to help. While I sat on the couch with the baby, she cleaned my house, mopped the floor, did all the laundry, organized my pantry, made dinner, and emptied all the garbages. When I needed a nap, she took the kids swimming or to the park. One time she even took them all to Target to pick out a toy for Grandma's house. (I think this was especially noble because I know what happens to my kids in the Target toy aisle. Suddenly the "I need this so bad! I think I will die without it" monster emerges and we rarely leave without someone in tears. It's not pretty.)
Now that I am feeling better and almost back to normal, my mom has gone back to her house and I am once again in charge of mine. Consequently, the laundry is piling up again, the floors could use another mopping, and I'm not sure what's happening for dinner tonight. I think I've been spoiled for too long...
Thanks Mom.
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I have to say, I love babies. It's just having them that is a pain. In this regard, I was especially blessed this time because my mom was around to help. While I sat on the couch with the baby, she cleaned my house, mopped the floor, did all the laundry, organized my pantry, made dinner, and emptied all the garbages. When I needed a nap, she took the kids swimming or to the park. One time she even took them all to Target to pick out a toy for Grandma's house. (I think this was especially noble because I know what happens to my kids in the Target toy aisle. Suddenly the "I need this so bad! I think I will die without it" monster emerges and we rarely leave without someone in tears. It's not pretty.)
Now that I am feeling better and almost back to normal, my mom has gone back to her house and I am once again in charge of mine. Consequently, the laundry is piling up again, the floors could use another mopping, and I'm not sure what's happening for dinner tonight. I think I've been spoiled for too long...
Thanks Mom.
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