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  Oh my! My sad neglected blog. All of the time I think to myself "I should blog about that!" Why? Because my kids are hilarious and they give me plenty to blog about, what they don't give me is the time to do it, and to be honest, by the end of the day I'm so exhausted I can hardly remember to brush my teeth, let alone everything funny that happened throughout the day. Today was no different other than the fact that I'm making a point to remember some of this day. 
  It's 10:30pm and I just tip toed into my kids rooms to kiss them goodnight, they're so stinking cute when they're asleep and now I'm going to take a much needed moment for myself and blog about my day instead of wasting time watching another one of those train wreck reality shows like last night.
  It was rainy and dreary from the moment we woke up and I can still hear the rain pounding on the windows now. I knew it would be a rough day since we'd be cooped up inside all day, but the kids still managed to keep themselves amused by smashing cheez-its into the carpet and throwing grapes all over the kitchen while I was nursing the baby. At about 10am Ryler and Zoey heard the garbage truck coming up the road. They squealed as they raced to the window exclaiming "mom, this is my favorite thing to watch!" Ha! I wish I was that easily entertained. 
  This evening Taevin had a bit of a meltdown and told me that I was a mean mom that "didn't take care of her kids", all because I caught him watching the Cartoon Network (which I forbid because I can't trust it's content).He knows better so I told him that he had lost all screen privileges for the remainder of the evening. After about 20 minutes of screaming he finally settled down, and about an hour later he even wrote me a sweet note apologizing for being grumpy and asked me to forgive him. How cute is that?
  Most days I feel like I'm failing as a mother but these little moments give me hope, I even had their teeth brushed and in bed by 8:00! 
  These kids are growing fast! Taevin is a little man and discovering his independence, Ryler will start kindergarten this year and is the most articulate little boy I've ever met, Zoey talks and sings all day long and is so naughty and beautiful, and my little Aspen is already 4 months old, giggly and definitely making her presence known. It's a battle to get through each day but I'm terrified that before I know it, my babies will be all grown up and all I'll have is a vague memory of these years. 
  We're going on a big family vacation to Disneyland in 2 weeks for our ten year anniversary and Russ and I are so excited we can hardly stand it! We haven't told the kids yet because we're planning to surprise them the morning we leave. We desperately need this time as a family and I'm hoping to make some amazing memories. 

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