Excuses, Excuses

Ridiculous!

That's all I have to say! I mean, seriously? What else can I say?

The regular excuses as to why I've been MIA from this thing are there:

Too busy changing diapers, washing dishes, folding laundry, rearranging half my house, putting away Christmas toys, starting a new teaching job, continuing on with my first teaching job, packing away all Christmas decorations (does anyone else set aside the better part of a week for that), playing with my new vacuum, pulling back M&M's bangs, cooking delicious and nutritious meals, eating (oh, so bad for you) queso, watching my husband shovel some wicked snow, watching John Adams, making to-do lists, cheering on the Jayhawks, having breakfast with friends, writing dozens of emails, laughing at the crazy things my girls say, laughing at the crazy things my girls wear when they pick out their own clothes, hanging out with my sister, driving children to preschool, playing on the floor with my kids, shopping with my mom, eating lots of organic honeycrisp apples, holding my husband's hand (literally, not metaphorically--he's a big boy), feeding our animals (2 dogs and a cat), having dance parties, telling certain telemarketers to SERIOUSLY remove me from their call list, taking my girls to see Princess and the Frog and Alvin and the Chipmunks, listening to "Single Ladies" by the Chippettes on repeat, eating Dove's dark chocolate, reading blogs, kissing all my babes, making baby food, hitting the treadmill way too early in the morning, watching my husband dive into 1 pound of chocolate and not put on weight, visiting several Santas around town, giving M&M her first bath in the big girl tub, going to 2 preschool Christmas programs, hanging up several kid-art pieces, writing in a journal for each girl, laughing at my husband carrying our nearly 60 pound dog up the stairs to bed (oh, I should be helping him? oops!), still trying to understand football, sleeping with my nursing baby, practicing writing letters with my oldest, potty training the Bug, tickling my Brownie, ...
sigh.

I'd like to say the busyness has ended, but let's face it folks--- the busyness never ends, does it? One of these days I'll grow accustomed to the fact that life is simply busy all the time-- in the mean time, enjoy the pictures below that depict some of the above busyness!












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