Me, the farmer

Here are some pics of me making my new organic garden and what the final garden looks like. I have no idea if it will actually produce anything, but I am quite proud of myself for being able to make it! My smallest child has already picked a lot of the basil but I hoping it is hardy enough to survive a toddler.

Boys rock!

I don't give parenting advice, those of you who know me and my children can probably understand why!

However, if I were to give parenting advice, here is my best gem for parents of boys:

NEVER take parenting advice from someone who doesn't have boys.

Stand there and listen and smile politely, but in your mind picture yourself holding your fingers in your ears and repeating "I can't hear you, I can't hear you."

Then go give your boy(s) a big 'ole mama hug. Boys are messy and boys like to pretend to shot things and sometimes they use tools when and where they shouldn't (at least one of mine does!). But they are some kind of cute and some kind of sweet and it is OK that they don't always act like girls. Boys rock!

Feeling nostalgic

I saw another child born into the world this week. Each time is so amazing. I came home that night and lay in bed and snuggled with my now rather big Roo and soaked up his still sweet smelling 5 year old scent. How blessed I am to be a part of these little peoples' life. From the newest baby held in my arms, to the big kid taking up most of my bed, it is such an awesome priviledge.