You can tell just by drivving by my house that we have children. The back yard is fenced in with a swing set and a billion toys all over the yard. The vehicle in the drive way is a huge Dodge Durango-Seats 7(8 if needed) and fits 3 car seats perfectly across the middle row. The front porch is covered in random out door toys.

Step inside and hopefully you smell my wonderful wax burner-candle warmer whatever it is. But you will see right away that children are indeed living here. Toys in EVERY SINGLE ROOM-even rooms that the kids are not in. Such as the master bath room. David is the only person who is in that room. Yet I find toys in there all the time. My living room is a mess just about every day. No matter how many times I clean it, toys are still every where, sippy cups on just about every table, children's DVD's on the book shelf. No No's on top of the book shelf-remotes, air freshner, controllers, gum, binkies, etc.

Sit on the couch and you will find cheerios in the cushions, and a random little boy shoe sticking half way out-we still can't find the other! Glance into Taylors room and you will see a million toys covering the floor, random clothes hid under the bed and stuffed in the dresser, because she loves to play dress up and can't reach the hangers to hang the clothes back up. Step into my laundry room and you will see laundry. Everywhere. Clean clothes hanging up and folded ontop of the dryer. My home made laundry detergent covering the shelf above the washer and dryer. Random clothes and towels and wash rags folded neatly on my huge storage shelf. Glance to your left into Ryder's room you will see again toys everywhere and a ton of baby stuff sticking out from his closet. -I'm running out of room!

Go into the bathroom and you will see a bath tub full of bath time toys. Tons of baby wash, bubble bath, etc. hopefully put up high where they can't reach them and squirt them out everywhere. Kids tooth paste and tooth brushes in the sink. and 3 different potty chairs. :)

If you happen to wonder into my kitchen, again you will see toys in random places. Under the cabinets, under the high chair, and under the kitchen table. The table is usually covered with crayons and paper. A sink full of dishes, that never ends, and possibly a couple diaper bags waiting on the deep freeze to be cleaned out and everything put away.

The master bed room? Toys in there too. And a ton of thigns we try to keep from the kids- DVD's, David's video games, my E reader and all chargers to anything at all.

Hopefully you will leave happy, and hopefully you will have had a great time. My life is a crazy mess all the time, I've got a 3.5 year old, almost 2 year old, and another on the way. My house is never spotless for long and toys are yes, everywhere. But this is my life and my house and I love it-even when I'm complaining about cleaning it all- I still love it, maybe just a little less at that time:)

It seems like I always have something to worry about. Money, groceries, cleaning, kids, husband, family, my self, and any other thing on my to do list every day. I'm always in a rush to hurry and get something done, just so I can move on to something else to do.

Today is different. Its not too hot outside, all my windows are open and the nice breeze is making the house smell amazing.(Don't ask me about the weather this weekend, Friday-Sunday the temps are 101+) Anyways. back to today!

Today I am happy. Yes, I still have things I need to get for the baby and for Ryder's birthday party-IN AUGUST! I Need to calm down. Stop fretting over things that are months away. And just be happy and enjoy what God has gave me now.

Don't worry, I'm glad it's my life and NOT yours too!

When I was growing up, I always had the same two "dreams". I wanted to be a writer and a mother. I dreamed of writing best sellers and having a house full of children. I can't remember a time where my dreams were ever anything different.

David's dreams? From the time I met him, he was 18, his dreams were to be a game developer. But, in his senior year he thought about going to school to be a veterinarian. I was 16 at the time and I remember planning out our lives.

He would become a veterinarian and I would be a famous writer. We would own a huge chunk of land and build a custom dream home(I even made the blue prints:) and then we would have four children, a boy-girl-girl-boy. We would have super nice cars, to go along with our dream home. We would have tons of land for the kids to explore and play on, swing sets so big it would be like a park. We would have everything we ever wanted. -That was part of our dream.

But, God stepped in. (He laughs at our plans!) And he set our lives on different tracks. We got pregnant with Taylor. I never once was upset about the fact. Even though I was seventeen and most people (alot of people) think its the end of your life to get pregnant at that age, I was so excited. I had always wanted to be a mother, and here God had given me a daughter! David and I got married after I turned 18 and we got married in our apartment living room. -VERY small apartment, I might add. Only a few people were there and we had a cake from walmart. I wore jeans and a maternity shirt(I was 8.5 months pregnant!) And David wore jeans and a nice shirt. No big fancy wedding, just a preacher and my parents and a couple close friends and we were so happy. We still are, almost 5 years later.

There was no question, I would be a stay at home mom. David worked at EZ Rentals, horrible hours and days. But we paid all our bills and took care of our beautiful baby girl. We got a bigger apartment and my dreams of being a writer were obviously put on hold. As was David's dreams of game developing and becoming a vet. Our new dream was having another baby. Someone for Taylor to grow up with. A best friend for her. Thankfully God blessed us with another baby! While I was pregnant with Ryder, we done paper work for Habitat to get a house. Then my step dads parents were wonderful enough to give us land(wonderful land) to build our home on. The land is right infront of my mom and step dads, and my step dads parents live behind them.

They gave us land! And we were getting a home, OUR home! Maybe not custom, maybe not be exactly how we wanted it, but its OURS! We moved in 2 months after Ryder was born.

Now, in June of 2012 we are expecting our 3rd, and final, baby. Another boy! We are all thrilled and excited and everything else that goes along with this.

No, we do not have a ton of money-I complain ALOT about us not having alot of money. But, in reality we all have everything we need and so what if we have to save up for a long time for the big things that we want? We have our little family, and our parents, and we are happy. We never have the newest stuff, but again we are happy.

I am a stay at home mom. I am very proud of that. I know people who think I am just beyond crazy, wasting my life away staying at home with my children- and cloth diapering and home schooling? They think I'm bonkers for all of that!

My job is my life. My children are my life. My day starts at 6 am. Kids up randomly through out the night, up early for breakfast which is spilled all over the floor every single day. Dishes that never end, laundry that never ends, and toys that NEVER stay put up. Sick kids, cranky kids, happy kids, loud kids, screaming kids, snuggly kids- I get to spend every moment with them. They rely on me, and no one else, for everything. Yes, David helps out alot. But I'm MOMMY. No one will ever understand my children like I do! :)

I know people who say they want more then what my life is. Thats great! I used to want more too. But then God gave me this family. And now I couldn't imagine my life any other way. Famous writer? Maybe later. Right now I'm loving my life as a stay at home mommy to my children.

So from now on, when people are giving me funny looks in walmart, or just commenting on face book or something about my life etc. my new response : Don't worry! I'm glad its my life and not yours too! :)

Getting Ready For Home School!

Over the past few weeks I have been doing a ton of research online about preschool home schooling. From what I've read its simple. Preschool is just a time to teach letters, numbers etc. Taylor already knows all the letters and the numbers to 15 or 20. And I know she LOVES to do school time. So, I am starting on August 13th with home schooling full time with her. AND with Ryder!

I already have the year planned out. And I know that we will be doing Letter Of The Week for sure. I'm going to let Ryder sit in with us at "school time" and let him color etc. along with Taylor. I'm going to work on teaching Taylor everything first, and once she is busy on her own I am going to work with Ryder some on his letters and numbers. Its never too early to start, and I think both will have a lot of fun!

I already have a huge stack of papers with lists of things I need to buy, things to look at online, etc. I'm super excited to get started, but these next couple months will be me planning out what we are doing when :)

My water babies.. -Photo of the day

Mom got a pool and the kids love it. We go down every evening and let them swim. Taylor loves to get in the floaties, she calls them her boats:). Ryder on the other hand thinks he can swim and wants to wonder around the pool, without arm floaties. He wouldn't keep them on even if I could find them ;/ lol 

Its just a phase! Right?!

The past few days I have been reminding my self that kids are just going through stages. Life will not always be like this. One day they will not act like this. Etc. Etc.Etc.

Ryder has hit the terrible two's I do believe. He will be two in August. But I think it has started early. In the past week he has started tell me NO and pointing his finger at me. He shoves, hits, bites, and throws anything and everything at ANYONE. WHERE DID MY SWEET LITTLE BOY GO??????????

And Miss Taylor has been super whiny/mean lately. I think it may be where Ryder is taking up so much of my attention. So I've been trying to have a few minutes everyday with just me and her. Its helped some. But still. She still trys to kill her brother, and destroy the house in the middle of her tantrums. But, its just a stage. Right?

There's the 3 of us. The kids doing funny faces! I know they are going through phases, and testing limits. I just pray for patients and understanding as we go through these stages. And that they don't last long, :)