Let's see... I've got a head cold, yet I'm bouncing off the walls here organizing toys and closets, straightening up everything from the kids' stuff, to my own clothes (some I haven't seen in years), to our kitchen pantry——doing the whole out-with-the-old, in-with-the-new.
Isn't that what they call 'nesting'? And don't women do it right before going into labor?
Oh, and if you want some goosebumps or big, fat tears on your face... go to Tiff's blog and see the moment it all began with Gracyn. Congrats to the family of FOUR!
P.S. Hey Lucy, if you happen to be reading by now and you're computer savvy, maybe you can see this. You're 19 months today, little girl. Remember this day, it's the very last time you'll get a month older without having your family there to celebrate. We're six days (and two hours, but who's counting?) away from the rest of our lives. Get some rest... you're gonna need it.