I have to be honest. Lately my kids have been breaking my heart. They are growing up so fast I don't feel like I can keep up with them.

Being back home is nice. We are getting back into the swing of things. Our days are now filled with joy school, teething, breathing treatments (still), Daddy time, tea parties, crawling practice (with a little bit of walking/standing), and enjoying the fall weather.

We are having some good days and some very apparent bad days but we love spending time together especially when dad is around. He is the center of our universe and nothing is complete until he walks in the door. We are so glad we have him!

What can I say?....

Yesterday Kate and Carter were playing together. Carter tried to sneak away Kate's toys as he laid on the ground while she played. She repeatedly tried to tell him "No this is my toy" after a few tries I walked in the room to try to help out with the problem when upon my arrival I see Kate smack Carter upside the head. He didn't cry but she still had to go to time out because that is what happens when we hit. She sat there and I was near by when the following conversation took place with Kate and herself:

Kate #1: Why are you on time out?

Kate #2: Because I hit Carter.

Kate #1: DO WE HIT?

Kate #2: No we don't hit Carter even if he takes toys.

Kate #1: That's right. You need to apologize....

She sure gave herself a good talking to. This is almost exactly how our conversations go when ever she is put in time out. I guess I can start letting her take over the time outs. She is so precious. She is always surprising me with her whit and brightness. Three is such a fun age!

To Wear the Glove or Not to....That is the Qestion

It doesn't get much better than this. You can't find this sort of dedication in your average Joe. The worst (& Best!) part is she knows that. We miss you hun! Love You!