Because I'm happy.

I truly am happy. It is a nice place to be. Last year was rough times with the whole career change with no warning to a job 45 minutes away, oh, and a pregnancy thrown in, just for fun. (I have no idea how to punctuate that sentence)

Hear me correctly: I loved being pregnant, I enjoyed my job last year, PHS is a great place to be, blah, blah, blah. 

But, it was stressful & challenging & just plain hard. 

Now, I'm good. I work many late nights, my dogs are crazy, I hate bills, I might never actually work out again and my entire house has a thin layer of sticky all over it, but I feel like I am in a room without a roof. Ha ha. But, no really. This is a good place to be. 

If this is a sign of things to come with these 2, we are going to be entertained/exhausted in our future. 

 This is the true story of my AMAZINGLY talented brother in law! He did this for the Market Square Chalk Walk & I am beyond impressed!

 Everyone is so happy that it is finally springtime. Anderson has been begging to play in his sandbox for years it seems like and Max just wants to climb up & down the ladder.

Someone is beyond spoiled. In addition to many basketball games, GG has now switched to playing teeball with Anderson!

But, the greatest show of spoiled rotten is the fact that these boys are truly lucky beyond belief to have so many grandparents in the front row at teeball games. Amazing. 

 Dinner and baseball date with Bop!

So, Clare grew these...what on earth. How is she even friends with me when I can offer nothing in return??

I made him! From nothing but a pile of clay! We have an amazing art teacher who had enough patience to let me spend 3 a day for about 4 weeks working on this. I don't really have a "lunch break" or a "5 consecutive minutes without a million fires happening" break, so it took many days, but I finished him & I love him! The blue glasses are a shout out to a bug, the crown is for my king of the wild things & the facial hair is for the hot hubs (who actually had shaved by the time I finished, but whatever.)

If happiness is not high quality mom pics like this, I don't know what is.

First haircut for my little blond guy. I mean, I literally cannot get enough.

To say it was time would be an understatement. 

Jpa came to cheer on soccer & help entertain a certain running everywhere Mr.

 Nothing makes me happier than watching Brandon help Anderson at his "games." Their interactions are so sweet and precious and Brandon is so patient. I knew he was the right choice when I first spotted him leaning on the wall at TGI Friday's and I am pretty glad we are still in this together almost 12 years later.

I love my children. #theykeepmeonmytoes

This? Happiness.