Sweet Memories

Timmy just asked Tim to put his email in the mailbox πŸ˜‚ its a letter in an envelope addressed to Max. It says come here now.

Timmy set up a store. Tim went shopping but he had no cash. Timmy said he will take a check. Tim put a check mark on a piece of paper. If that worked in real life we’d be RICH!

Grace strolling her babies next to me strolling my Lydia.

Timmy coolest kid on a bike. He rides really fast then pulls his legs up and coasts. Then he rode backwards.

Lydia blows kisses. Its so stinkin cute.​


Grace woke me up screaming bloody murder at 2:30 am. So i go running in. Shes explains to me that her blanket is not square and its making her toes cold. Oh. My. Gukvdtyjnkkyfxss. I’ve raised an ultimate princess. To her future husband, I am sorry. She’s lucky she’s so cute.

Lydia only wants me 24/7. This is not an exaggeration it is a fact. When somone ekse holds her this is the result.  

And if my house could clean its self I’d hold her forever & ever but we are running low on clothes so either we order some more online or i get to washing.

When you make yourself a snack, measure it out because you’re on Weight Watchers trying to find your old body buried deep down & then this… It only took her seconds to lick all the whip cream. 

Oh this baby I just want to snuggle & take her picture all day.

You see her sleeping right here. Look while it lasts because in 5 seconds she’ll be trying to sniff me out and when she figures out I snuck out of bed she will be screaming. It’s like we are still one body πŸ˜‚ Isn’t she cute tho?!?!

“Mommy I dont have boobies.” No Grace no you dont. “But i just had a baby how will I feed her?” 

Grace says shes inviting Madison and Denver to her wedding.

When Grace grows up she’s going to be a princess and I can live in her castle. #retirementplan 

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