F is for Flowers... Zoey went with Daddy to the store, and as you can see picked out some beautiful flowers for Mother's Day for me. Hubby said that Zoey pick them all out- even the colors... How amazing! They still smell SO good...

G is for Gift... Zoey picked out that huge balloon... If you tap it at the bottom, it sings a mother's day song! They also picked out my favorite chocolate... Lindt! Mmm Mmm Good.

ABC's

A Is for Antihistamine… I am SO sick of medicine and runny noses. Baby Libby has had a cold for 2 ½ weeks now – Took her to the doctor last Thursday and she has the start of an ear infection- so she’s been on medicine- and let me tell you- sometimes it is SO hard to get her to take it… and that medicine is STICKY!!! Drives me nuts…








B is for Better Days… The sun is starting to shine more often here- and it’s about time! I now have this itchy feeling to clean. Its so hard to get anything done with two little ones running around!!





C is for Chaos… It seems like everyday its something different… Dealing with my office and technicians at work always has to be some kind of chaos… Nothing can run smoothly…. Why does it have to be so hard just to follow directions? I feel like I run my own adult daycare…





D is for Deployment- My Brother came back from combat training and is expected to deploy to Iraq sometime in August for 15 months. How crazy is that… 15 months… How can you put anyone over there for that amount of time? I just wish that he would decided to settle down and starting having kids with his wife. I wish they would move back home here. You know I have nieces and nephews from Vince’s brother and sisters- but it’ not the same- their not blood- I also don’t know if I am ready to be dealing with my Mom and Dad after he leaves for Iraq. My mom was just always a mess… and she didn’t know how to balance her emotions and love… You know we were here- and my brother was there- but everything had to always be about him. I understand the circumstances, and I don’t expect her full attention all the time- but she wasn’t sensitive at all about it…





E Is for Every thing that I still have to remove from my Grandmother’s house. Some how my pile that I was supposed to take grew from what I originally said I would keep from Gram’s. There is so much stuff, and my Mom keeps saying she is going to help me—but finds herself to be busy with everything else. I can’t move all that stuff by myself like she expects me to do while my husband is working. I have TWO little girls… and TWO little girls will not be able to stay out of the way- especially when my 11 month old is a “climber”. *As of Sunday- This is done!!*