Change

Change is good every so often. Keeps life interesting and fresh.

I'm really resistant to it though. Like, hang on tooth and nail, resistant.

I'm a little slow in realizing that I can't control everything. I try, with all my might.

I feel like I'm always coming here to profess my new found courage. My ambitions for the week.

My hopes and dreams for my kids. I really do have the greatest of intentions when I do.

And then the second things get hard, I crumble back into that

oversensitive, overthinking, overwhelmed girl again.

I lose the sense of urgency and the drive necessary to get busy and actually MAKE those changes.

I find it again, every once in a while, but for once, I would just like to keep it.

It's really frustrating. I know I need to change. I need to be better.

I've heard and read so many quotes about change.

"When you know better, you do better." Well, I know better, I can say that for sure.

So why can't I do better?

I know what to do, so I just need to DO it.

Here's hoping this is my week!

We've been busy around here...

I love this boy's face in the morning. Just like when he was a baby.

Lunch at the Grove in LA with my baby sister and her friends.

Grandmere Barbeau's birthday Brunch

you know the kids had a great time when they knock out with a sticky red face and lost shoes.

I've been knee deep in puke & vomit-laundry for the past 4 days.

The flu has taken up residence in my home.

Totally not fun and Mt. Everest has managed to build itself back up again.

Talk about discouraging and just plain sucks.

I hate seeing the babies sick. They are so pitiful, I'll do just about anything to soothe them.

Popsicles on the couch at 10pm? Sure!

To top it all off, my poor baby girl has managed to give herself a black eye.

How can you not want to cry when your littlest pouts her lip like this and says ouch for a crampy stomach?

Just when I thought things were looking up and they were on the mend, Ella decides to throw up.

IN MY BED. ON MY PILLOW AND MY BLANKET.

Kate is learning to read some books so she gathers up the family to watch her brilliance.

Mind you, every single one of them is in their underwear.

After the night from hell, I needed some change. ANY change.

So I loaded up the kids and off to get some haircuts we went.

Best way way to keep a baby occupied and calm during haircuts?

Lollipop in each hand!

Before & After Kate's bangs...

The state of the playroom

Thank god for this little face. And for the faces of her brother and her sister.

They keep me WANTING to be better.

I want to make peach cobbler and peach jam... when are peaches in season anyway?