Well, THAT Was Fast

I didn't even blog the whole month of June! Let me tell you, it literally has become the last thing I have time for. And even now, I'm tired and the kids are asleep SO I NEED TO BE. It's so hard being sleep deprived. My brain has gone to the pits. I have the worst memory and ability to recall anything. I feel privileged to function at all. I know I've been given some added strength to accomplish anything. Playdates, Library time, Cleaning, Cooking, Shopping, Working in/out of office, Photos, Projects, Preparing RS lessons or preschool lessons... honey, I know you work hard every day and have to push through little sleep as well BUT my day is plenty hard too. Because have mercy that whiney voice kicks in after dinner time and I'm just like "stop being annoying". Honestly though, she heard me say "just shut your mouth" the other day. I was just done. It's still a really cute mouth. I hate when I cause her anxiety from my own, but after a certain point, I'm just like "take care of yourself darlin" which always means more energy in the long run cause those messes are made pretty dang easy. And she scoots her darn slide around now and can reach the top shelves. I'm all - give me a break for 2 seconds. But then she just escapes out the front door (as if we had a back door) because she can do that now too. And then there is Dallin, who just smiles at me because he knows he was a bad boy in the night. Ya gotta love these kids.

She has so many cute phrases and the things she comes back to me with. I think it makes up for all the times she yells at me. You can definitely tell the afternoons/evenings she doesn't get a nap. I'm all "you best check yourself cause that attitude has to go". And threatening the cold shower still works with the whine cry. Oh heck, THAT's what I can't handle anymore. I ask her if she is being crazy. And she will tell you, Yes. Best get over that real quick! I love it when her emotions mix with her logic. I can at least appreciate a good turnaround in sanity. Let's hope that side of her continues to blossom.

Here are the only pictures I took with my camera in June, from Zoey's blessing day. Yay for cousins.

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