What better time?

It's 8:25pm on a Wednesday night and Brian is changing the oil in the truck.  I wanted to pick up mulch this week for the weekend and the only time I could do it (the kids can't ride in the truck) is between 9:15am and 10:30am on a Tuesday or Thursday.  So hopefully I'll be able to pick up a ton of mulch tomorrow morning.  The truck leaked some oil after the last hard freeze, so hopefully it's nothing serious.  It happens when you have a 21 year old truck.

Speaking of things getting old...my silly ankle that I twisted about about a month ago is still giving me problems off and on.  Not enough to see a doctor about or anything, just enough to be annoying.  Getting older I guess.

I have someone coming over to buy Isabel's rocking chair.  I sort of feel a little sad about it, but I honestly used the thing about 5 times total.  I would keep it, but there just isn't enough space in Izzy's room.  I think I'm going to double my money on it!  Well, minus the time and money Brian spent sanding it and painting it white.  The glider in Logan's room will be there forever.  That sucker was used to nurse and rock all 3 of my babies and I've put hundreds of hours on it.  We still read books to Logan in it!

She's Elsa.

Haha...we just added some new hardware to the fence gate and the door to the garage.

Love these little turds

So last night Brian once again pulled an all-nighter.  He actually came to bed around 4am and attempted to sleep until 6:30 or so.  Anytime after 3am is hit or miss as to which one of our kids is going to wake up and 'need' us.  I think they both woke up twice.  Brian has been snoring like a freaking crazy person lately.  Actually I'm not sure if crazy people snore  or not, but it makes me BSC (bat shit crazy) listening to him saw logs.  Since I felt bad for him, working 21 1/2 hour days and all, I decided to not knock his teeth out and slept in the guest room from 4 am on.  He must have appreciated it because after the 2nd Logan wake up he came and gave me a huge silent hug.