Even at the end of a most harrowing day, I feel so blessed....& really, truly I can't complain.

I sit here writing with a full heart, but even so my brain cannot let go of the fact that I have a sink full of dishes & pots & pans to wash too. Then I have the multiple laundry baskets full of laundry folded but not put away...sigh. My house is an organizational disaster & I truly am a combination of both my parents who are both pack rats in their own ways. My husband is the same & his parents are too & together he & I are a super-sized disorganized disaster. Then on top of that we have our 2 wild boys to add into the mix. Yesterday I texted one of my brothers that I felt like my life was spinning out of control. My 4 year old was having a melt down of epic proportions as he tends to do when upset or disappointed & my 1 year old wouldn't nap & water had just gotten spilled all over the floor, and on & on it went. I want to call Super Nanny & the Clean House crew. I'm too disorganized to even organize a garage sale for all this stuff.  I used to watch the old TLC show Clean House right after C was born 4 years ago...if only I'd been cleaning then, perhaps things might not have gotten this far.  

Last night C & mowed the lawn at 7pm for daddy with C's "not a toy" lawn mower & E discovered how to use a squirt gun in the bath tub & is still today so, so proud of himself....it's pretty much the funniest thing ever.

My boys are wild & my boys are wonderful. They make me cry, but mostly they make me laugh.

Hope to get an iphone soon so maybe I can be an actual blogger...watch out world...hope you're ready for my ramblings.