What DO I do all day?

Yes, it's true, I lead a glamorous life.

Okay, maybe it doesn't sound that cool to someone who's never tried it, but it keeps me busy and happy and learning a LOT. I can't stand it when people say I'm not a "working mom." I know that I am really, really lucky that I've been able to be with the kids full-time, and I don't want to sound ungrateful. I just don't like being referred to as someone who's not working!
I thought once summer was over and things were more "routine" that I might have a little more time on my hands, but it hasn't felt much like that so far. In fact, it feels like our family has been really, really busy. Busy with what, you ask? Well, I don't really know.
I've come to the conclusion that motherhood is like running on a treadmill. You work really hard, but rarely feel like you are getting anywhere. For example, I clean the house, and yet, it never seems to be clean. I cook the food, and then I have to cook more. I change the diapers, and they always seem to fill up again. I ask the kids to do things and they look at me like I am completely crazy. Also, Jonathan throws his sippy cup at me and calls me an idiot.
I do it all with the hope that somewhere down the road I will suddenly realize that my kids have grown up into very cool people. I get glimpses of that all of the time, and think that maybe we're all getting somewhere after all. In the meantime, like a treadmill, I know it is definitely making me a much stronger person. Also, even when it seems really sweaty and gross, I have a lot of cool songs on my mp3 player. And then there's Jef, of course. He's like the guy at the gym who always turns the TV to stupid channels. Ha, ha. Please know that is a joke, I'm just not one to gush about my EC in public, but we really do love each other and all that.


Here are some pictures of the last month since I haven't blogged in ages. I've already written a novel, so I will try to give condensed explanations.

Jono, bath. No sippy cup thrown, but much splashing.

Goodbye summer, we will miss you.

Logan in crib. Wide awake as usual, but cute enough to pull it off.

Cousin party. So fun. Thank you coolest Aunt ever.

Lord of the Dance.

Mom, why are all the people at Wal-mart smiling at me? Well Hannah, I think they really like your hat.

May not look a lot alike, but act much the same.

Woah, Logan and solid food have really hit it off.

Midair shot, nicely timed, Jef.

Windgardium Leviosa to you too, Taylor.

Train conductors hat meets fashion diva.

Yes, dear, your hair does look okay in the back.

One more tooth to go, and you'll be able to sing that song for Christmas, Jane. You know which one I mean.

Toby, Oh Toby.

No tea parties here, but plenty of kool-aid parties.