Well, of course.

So I was looking back through my blog and found my Picture of the Day from April 17th titled "Who Are You?" . The post goes over my wondering of who Bella will be, what she'll look like, what her personality will be and so on, and how I felt like I just really needed to know then. How stupid was that?
Bella is Bella and has been Bella since the first time I laid eyes on her. I can't imagine her looking any other way, its inconceivable. Her looks suit her personality and her personality suits her looks. She's perfect the way she is, and without having met her I could in no way have predicted who she would be. If I had been able to, where would the fun, joy, and surprise have been? I'm glad I had no idea who she is, its so much more fun figuring it out one day, look, noise, and cuddle at a time.

And the kids go crazy...

UPDATE: Zach's Party

Honestly, there isn't much to update on Zach's party except that I'm getting really nervous now. I have not heard a word from any of the parents of Zach's school friends. Nothing. Its been a week. I know his party isn't until the 13th and we put that on the notes we sent them, but really that's only about two weeks away. I would not worry so much but Zach is really counting on his friends to be there. He knows I sent letters to the parents because I had to ask him who he wanted to invite. He's so excited to get to see his friends again since he's been out of school a week. I'll understand if they have other plans or even if they call and say "Heck no! My kid ain't coming to no party!" or whatever. But come on have the decency to at least CALL!

Rocking it... Plumber Style

Don't you wish you had the looks and personality to pull this look off?

That's right.. rocking the Batman boxer-briefs, with a wedgie, and an inch of butt crack showing, that's how Ryan rolls 24/7/365.

She should know who she is.

So, I have this friend and she has a blog.
I love reading her blog because she applies her own great sense of humor and outlook to different situations that occur in her life. And, despite what she might sometimes think of herself, I think she's very brave and an inspiration.
I've done things in my past that while I'm not ashamed of them because they've made me who I am today, I would in no way have the guts to share with the world. I'm glad to talk about them with someone I know if they bring up a subject that pertains to it, or if I think my experience might help someone else, but I'm too much a chicken to lay my faults down for all to see.
(Yes, there is a point to this.)
I think she's very brave to lay down parts of her past others might try to cover. By doing so she gives others who are or have been in similar situations the hope and inspiration to go on, even if it seems impossible. And it is my sincerest wish that she keeps making it, even if it is just one day at a time, and that she knows someone has great respect and admiration for her because she does.

Picture of the Day: "Blue vs. Brown"

I'm the odd person out on all sides of my family. All of my dad's family has brown eyes, My mom's parents have brown eyes, my mom, aunt, and all my siblings have green eyes. John has brown eyes, and the boys have brown eyes. (Though Zach's are the brown of my dad's not John's...) Me, I have blue eyes, and I'm feeling a little lonely.
I was so sure when Zach came out with a head full of red hair that he would have my blue eyes, but nope brown. Ryan's eyes stayed that newborn dark blue-ish gray for so long I thought they might at least stay that color, but nope, by 18 months they were brown.
Now, Bella's eyes are doing something neither of the boys' eyes did, they're getting lighter. I am crossing all my crossables that this means one of my children will finally get my blue eyes. But knowing my luck even if they don't turn brown, they'll probably end up green.

Weekly Confessions (5/19-25)

Alright, here are this week's weekly confessions.

While I love my boys, I'm not missing them while they're at my mom's.

Zach has not set foot in our house since last Friday morning, and he thinks he's spending his entire summer break at my mom's house - and I'm tempted to let him.

I put off cleaning yesterday until John called to say he was on his way home from work.

I've had coffee all day for the past week.

I have not worked out at all this week even though I wake up every morning and say I am going to.

I can't remember the last time I cleaned my bathroom, I cleaned the boys' a week ago and need to do so again... maybe tomorrow.

As much as I love my best friend I really don't want to wear my bridesmaid gown.

I only cooked for my husband 2 nights last week.

I still feel awkward laying in bed with him by myself.

Unless I'm getting ready to take Bella out of the house I haven't bothered to dress her in the past week, she's just been in diapers.

I'm doing the several days in a row wearing the same pjs all day long deal again.

I'm pretty positive Kappy got fleas at my mom's but I told John no when he asked.

I told John I had a headache and needed a nap Sunday so that he would deal with the fighting boys while we were all at my mom's so I wouldn't have to.