Time is Mean

I can't believe how long it has been since my last post. No, I can believe how long it's been, I just have a hard time racking my brain to realize how many wonderful, challenging things life has thrown at me being the mother of 2 boys.

Time just goes by too fast. I would rather it drag than move at the ridiculous rate that it does. Jack is now 13 months old. That's right. I was away from blogging for so long that one of the most important milestones in his life has come and gone and all I have to show for it is this stupid paragraph. More if I wanted. It's just that I feel like there is SOOO much to comment on that the task itself gets overwhelming and I just don't do it. In short, I asked Mamasource for ideas on where to have the party and I settled on Splash at Bedford Boys Ranch. We had about 30 people show up. It was H-O-T and I felt bad for all the no-swimming adults who had to sit in the sun (even though I had rented the pavilion, the sun was hitting us from the east). Well, here's something good to comment on re: his party... I spent the entire day before his party and the morning of his party putting together party favor bags for the kiddos and making something like 50-60 sandwhiches. I made PB&J, ham and swiss and turkey and chedder sandwhiches, all individually wrapped with a napkin and labeled!

So now Jack is awake from his nap (Austin's been watching the Sandlot 2 in the living room solo) and Jack's probably about to fall off the bed (again) which means my time ('ole meany that he is) is forcing me to end my post. More on Jack's party and Austin's 3rd b-day celebrations later.