'H' is not for happy.

BADkid. I love this child like a mother should love a child. However, yes, this is real life folks, I don't really want to see her precious face between the hours of 9PM and 6AM for a long, long time.

For whatever reason, she has decided, 'I seep wishoo' in a really pathetic whine along with batted eyelashes is fun between the hours of 10:30PM and 5:30AM. I do not like her definition of fun. We have not previously had problems with children trying to get into our bed. I'm not totally against her sleeping with us, but we only have a queen size bed. For some reason, she insists that we sleep in the form of a capital 'H'. Can you get the visual? Sleepy mom, oblivious dad, tiny toes in my back for 30 minutes. Oh no, 30 minutes isn't the end of the misery. That's just when the helicopter blades begin to rotate so that I get to experience a rather hard head in my back for the next thirty minutes.

I'm not sure what to do about this problem. I know about putting her back in her bed, and we have. Last night I put her back in her bed for about 2 hours. But the complication with that is that she cries and screams and shares a room with a sister who needs sleep. Oh, and across the hall is the other sister who sleeps through everything, but that puppy does not.

So, yes, I have had multiple meltdowns in the middle of the night recently. I am tired of being rudely awakened as Blake climbs over my head to get into my bed. But, I'm also tired of putting her back in her bed screaming and then having to deal with the barking, whining dog who wants to go out to pee. I know this is not the financially sound, mature answer, but I'm seriously considering buying a king-sized bed for myself for Christmas.

In short, I'm an irritated, sleep-deprived mom who posted all these cute pictures to remind me that even through these tough patches, she is a blessing who makes me smile...as I sigh with exhaustion in the middle of the night.

Who has time for a blog?

I really wanted to do a better job at this; however, it's become apparent that I don't have time. Actually I don't take the time. Here's a snippet of our lives lately.

September was full of getting back into the routine of school. Kennedy played soccer and Taylor continued with gymnastics. Sometimes we just had to jump up and run to the store. And yes, sometimes we got all the way to Long ire before I realized what my kid was wearing.

Taylor rolled her own hair one night. She met me in the hall the next morning exclaiming, 'I look like a poodle!'

We celebrated the completed decade for Addy. Looking at Taylor and Ayden feels almost like a flashback. She may not look so much like me, but he is a little Keith.

In October, I took an amazing girls' trip to one if my most favorite places to visit. This trip deserves its very own post. Check back soon!

Two weeks later, we surprised the girls with a trip to Orlando to visit Disney World. That trip also requires its own post (or two).

Finally, Halloween and now deer season. Things have been wild and crazy.

This app is convenient to upload pictures from my phone but it just randomly places them, so you can match the picture to the caption.