One word

Where is your cell phone? Purse
Your hair? Gross
Your father? Gone
Favorite thing? Chance
Your dream last night? Non-existant
Your favorite drink? Lemonade
Your dream goal? Motherhood
The room you are in? Office
Your fear? Loneliness
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Here
Muffins? Eww
One of your wish list items? Sewing machine
Where did you grow up? Paducah
The last thing you did? Slept
What you are wearing? Pajamas
Your t.v.? Broken
Your pets? Perfect
Your computer? Dead
Your life? Changing
Your mood? Unsure
Missing someone? Daily
Your car? Crap
Favorite store? Limited
Your favorite color? Red
When is the last time you laughed? Yesterday
Last time you cried? Yesterday
Three people who email you? Deb, Gran, Brandi
Three of my favorite foods? Tomatoes, bacon, ice cream
Three places I would rather be right now? Disney World, Hawaii, Paris

Our Stephen...

This is one of mine and Chance's best friends Stephen and his nephew. Well technically he was Chance's friend first, but I stole him.

Has it really been nearly a month???

Goodness gracious, I can't believe it. It's literally been nearly a month since I last posted. Sorry to those of you who actually read my blog. So many things have happened, so many that it would probably take about a gazillion posts to explain it all. So I'll just skim the surface.

Our house is just about done. We're ready to start putting the interior walls in. We've got all the insulation we need, that's exciting. Chance seems to think that we'll be done in a couple of months. That's even more exciting. {actually it makes me giddy to think about it.} I'm more ready than you can possible imagine to cook in my own kitchen, to do laundry in my own washer, to sleep in my own room, to be able to sit on my couch, in my living room. I could go on for days, but I won't.

I've been having some unexplained health issues lately. The "ever-capable" doctors of our town have no idea what's going on. I've had 4 full blood work panels, an ultrasound on my gallbladder, and a HIDA scan. Next on the agenda are a 2-d echo, and a stress test. I'll let you know the results as soon as we figure out what the heck is going on.

As you may or may not have seen in my last post; I'm a complete Twilight nerd now. I've read all the books, including the first 12 chapters of Midnight Sun {posted here.} I was so addicted that I read all four books in four days. I'm actually re-reading them because I went through them so quickly the first time that they all kind of blurred together. I'm on my second round with New Moon as we speak. I bought the movie on Blu-ray, and I think I've watched it at least 50 times. I'm not exaggerating. And I can't seem to take the soundtrack out of my car stereo to save my life. I'm not entirely positive that I can wait until November. To all of you women out there who I criticized for your love of the books, I owe you one heck of an apology.

I bought this fabulous pillow from an even more fabulous woman. I love it. I can't wait to see it in the house! Isn't it perfect??

My best friend graduated in May from WKU. We're so proud of her.

My little sister also graduated in May from high school. I'm so excited for her that it's probably unhealthy.

Chance is still un-employed, and it's starting to get to me. He's trying very hard, I know, but it's just so frustrating.

Pigs...

I've always thought that pigs were a perfectly pleasant creature. Yes they roll around in their own filth. Yes they eat something called "slop" {just saying the word makes my stomach turn.} But for whatever reason I've always thought they were "cute." Charlotte's Web was one of my favorite books as a child; Wilbur stole my heart. Only God knows how many times I've read it.

So it breaks my heart to relate this sweet, swine face:

To this not so sweet, bio-hazard.

To be perfectly honest the whole idea of this swine flu thing makes my skin crawl. I think I've used more anti-bacterial gel in the past week than most people use in a month and I think if I wash my hands much more my skin is going to fall off. I never thought I'd say this but I'm really glad that Chance and I don't have kids right now {I know, I can't believe I said that either.} But honestly, I think if we had a little one right now I would be in hysterics, trying to build one of those bubble things. And somehow I just don't think the Lowe's on Clarks River Road carries those. So for now I'll just continue to wash, sanitze, and repeat like a crazy person.

Everything

I'm currently obsessed with this guy. Our Brittany Spaniel Tyler. {he's getting his very own big boy post soon} He celebrated his 2nd birthday last week, complete with a puppy-approved birthday cake. Chance says I'm going over-board in my obession. But after we lost Nik I feel the need to make Tyler as happy as I possibly can; and if that means giving him an entire bag of treats all at once, or sharing a "few" bites of everything I eat; then that's just what has to be done. End of story.

A big congratulations to Mr. & Mrs. Ryan Hughes. Our cousin Cassie got married last Saturday. It was a lovely ceremony! Ryan is in the marines and is stationed in Washington D.C.; Cassie is going to be moving to join him after this semester is over. We are so happy for the both of them!!

This is our back deck. I'm loving the wisteria, but it's seriously lacking some luster. We're trying to decide what to do with it right now. We are hoping to find some old window frames to hang from the sides of the arbor. I think we're going with a pink and red color scheme.

Speaking of gardening, these are my new babies. My pretty pretty poppies have "popped" through!! I can't wait until they're all grown up. I think I'm going to put them in the kitchen.

The Bendel's Easter 2009

We had a delightful Easter, lots of good food and relaxing with family. And of course, since Easter is one of only 4 days that the bridal store is closed all year, I thoroughly enjoyed the day off. It is unbelievable to me that this was our second Easter as "Mr. & Mrs."

This was us last year:

The Bendel's Easter 2008

This whole swine flu thing has me wanting to bathe in anti-bacterial gel, spray my house down with lysol, and put plastic over all the windows and doors. It's terrifying! I'm praying that it doesn't make its way into my small corner of the world.

I'm still trying to figure out what I'm going to make with these beauties that I purchased on Etsy from KellWood. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated!

No fun.

No fun for me today, it's a gross rainy day. I hate rain! Tyler, who is usually game for anything, doesn't enjoy this weather either; he doesn't like to get wet. Breaking news on the house: Chance went and picked up our heating and air conditioning unit last night {in the pooring rain, it took him 4 hours to make a 2 hour trip.} It was a craigslist find, we got it for like $350.00. I was amazed. Chance checked it and everything is in working order. So now we just need to go to Lowes {our second home}, buy the tub, toilet, and the sink for upstairs and we'll have everything we need for the next step in this process- plumbing! I rearranged all of our boxes yeaterday, pulled out what I wanted to put in the half bath downstairs, and kind of re-prioritized things. I'm seeing a massive upload to eBay in my very near future! I don't know where all that stuff came from, and that's what it is-- STUFF. How do two people accumulate so much??

My hearts desire...

*Disclaimer: I may begin to ramble, I tend to get highly emotional when I discuss this topic.*

I have wanted to be a mommy since I knew what being a mommy was. Anyone who knows me can attest to that. When I was in kindergarten and the teacher asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up I quickly responded with "I want to be a mommy." {However, I've always felt that conceiving would be difficult for me.} The sight, smell, and feel of an infant are absolutely intoxicating for me. I love to hold their little feet in my hands, to caress their soft wisps of hair, to feel their soft breathing next to my chest. {Tears well up in my eyes just thinking about it. I'm such a sap.} Sometimes when I don't have anything else to do online, I look at photos of nurseries, and baby bedding, or baby clothing. I've had baby fever since the moment Chance and I walked back up that aisle after saying our "I Do's", maybe a little before that if I'm being completely honest here. It comes in spurts, sometimes the longing subsides, other times my mind dances with thoughts of nurseries, bath times and bed times. Many people say that I'm too young, or that Chance and I haven't been married long enough. Those people are the same people that said I was too young to get married and wagered in their minds whether we'd even make it to 6 months. I've always known I would marry young, and I hoped I would shortly there after become a mommy. 18 months have come and gone with not so much as a glimmer of hope. Let me make it clear, Chance and I are not actively "trying" to conceive. I'm aware that, that would be foolish. I know that God will bless us when we are "ready" in his eyes. That being said, Chance and I have done nothing to prevent pregnancy for over 2 years now. According to my doctor this is when we get serious with fertility treatments, if I want to ever have a baby. I'm not sure that I'm on board with all the medicines, ultra sounds and bloodwork again just yet. {Chance and I VERY briefly tried to conceive in early 2008, but I was exhausted with work, and the 5 ultrasounds a month and taking 6 medicines was just too much for my body.} The doctors say that I have Poly-cystic Ovarian Syndrome {PCOS}- not sure that I entirely buy into that. I've begun to feel as though that's the new blanket diagnosis when the doctors don't really have and answer for why a twenty something, perfectly heathy woman can't conceive. Chance is a strong believer in, "It will happen when it's supposed to happen." and "This isn't going to happen on our timeline." I know with all of my heart that both of those things are true. Though it doesn't make the yearning andy less. He ofcourse would be thrilled with a new baby, he's very opinionated on the topic of baby names. We've agreed on Olivia Kaye and Elliot James. But he doesn't have the strong desire that I do and he doesn't really understand my fear that I won't be able to naturally be a mother. I'm not sure that he could understand completely. He's supportive and is always willing to hold me when I cry. {Which I usually do at least 2 times a week.} I pray for deliverance from the desire to be a mother, but feel no relief. I pray for a blessing of our own. I'm not really sure why I feel compelled to share such personal information, in such an unprivate arena. I don't really talk about it to very many people. But lately I've felt like I was going to explode. Chance is getting less patient with me on the subject. And my friends say all the right things but are in different places in their lives and just don't wholy understand. I feel very alone for the first time in my life, and I am surrounded by more people than ever. I work with a wonderful group of women, some who have children others who don't. I have a wonderful husband and family. Yet still I feel completely isolated. I'm beginnig to doubt that I'm meant to be a mother, but then again I can't believe that my God would give me such a strong desire if He didn't intend for me to become a mommy. So I suppose that for now I will be praying until I'm blue in the face- or round in the belly.

Ooooh, How exciting!!

I just love logging into my Facebook account and being welcomed by a message from our dear friends saying that they will be playing in Murray, KY. I just love it!! In case your wondering, they are Bordertown and they are fabulous! Stephen Hunt {the lead singer. our best man} is a more atrractive cross between Keith Urban and John Mayer. I couldn't love the sound of his voice more. He sang our first dance on the day we were married. The band is made up of an extraordinary group of men, they are all so sweet, and talented. So in case you haven't figured it out yet, I get to see them tonight, at the Big Apple in Murray, KY 9-12!! I'm giddy with excitement!!

Aahh, back to reality...

Photo by Donnie Holt. This is Kenmar Rd. about 1/2 and mile from our house.

Last Monday night {1-26-09} I got off work at around 7. It had already started. Ice and snow were coming down. By the time we woke up Tuesday morning it looked like this. We took Nik to the doctor, got him re-bandaged. And by the time we got him home at 11:30, we had no power. We were on our way to Nashville by 2 pm. Reidland's water tower was running out of water, and there was a pesky rumor going around that we would be loosing running water. Chance couldn't handle that.We stayed in Nashville 2 nights. It was a nice retreat. We had dinner, went shopping, it was nice to just be alone. No in-laws! When we got home we were greeted with mass power outages {some places still don't have power and the next county over hasn't had running water for a week.} Western KY has been blessed, so many out of town workers have come, the National Guard is going door to door to make sure everyone is ok. We lost all of our trees, but everyone is healthy. That's all that really matters. I really suprised myself. I handled it with more grace that I thought I could. I did better than Chance, but he'd deny that. Thankfully we were lucky enough to get a generator on Friday and actually got power on Sunday night {and cable today.} I was soo pleased to be able to come home and get on the internet. I had 207 items in my google reader. That took a while! Thank you to all of you who had us in your thoughts and prayers this past week, we needed it!

oh what to do...

I love my husband more than anything in the entire world. He knows that. I understand his heart and soul completely. So why the heck can I not think of anything to get him for Valentine's Day? We've never done anything big. So all the gift guides that tell my to buy him a iPod, or a GPS system don't do me any good (plus he already has most of the items on those lists.) I've looked everywhere. I want to badly to be this person for him.

And to look like this person for him.

Both I'm sad to say are not happening in the next 3 weeks. I'm disgusted wiht myself. I'm usually so good at these things.

Da Da Dum...

The ever feared, anticipated, planned for, maybe prepared for BRIDAL CHRISTMAS is upon us. To clarify for you we at the shop define bridal christmas as: the first quarter of the year when ridiculously huge masses of girls get engaged over the holidays and then they {and by they I mean their consultant - me} try to get their wedding planned by the pending date of her choice, usually May or June. That all sounds great right? Loads of people to sell wedding gowns to, but there's a catch; sometimes it takes up to 8 or 10 or 15 or even 30 weeks to get dresses in and we get 5 months to prepare the bride for the big day. It's interesting. So the dreadful bridal christmas is here, it starts today actually. I know I'll handle it just fine {I've done it for a couple of years.} what I'm concerned about is the 3 constultants that we have who've never seen a busy day. Pray for us.. pray for ME!!

In other news, I hear that beautiful sound again. More gravel. Yay for driveways!!

OOPS...

...I forgot to tell you earlier that I read this entire book yesterday, in one sitting. I'd been wanting to get my little hands on this baby for a while; and once I did I just couldn't stop. I watch the show Jon & Kate: Plus Eight on TLC all the time, I love it. I'm amazed by this woman. Her strength and faith during an unimaginably difficult time in her life is incredible to me. I can't wrap my mind around having one set of multiples much less TWO, one of which is sextuplets.. 8 babies in all. I'd be paralyzed in stress.

On the other hand we both share the love of organized things and labelmaking. {Her bottle system made me laugh out loud.}

I think anyone who is planning on ever having a child, or who has a child should read this book. It gave me an entirely new perspective on how I might handle certain situations and made me think of things that had never crossed my mind.

I can only hope that whenever Chance and I are blessed with a miracle of our own that I will be half the mom, wife, and woman of faith that she is. Kate Gosselin- You are officially my hero. You deserve a medal, or a street named after you, or maybe a national holiday. If you need a spokeswoman to sing your praises, give me a call!

Baby it's cold outside..

It started yesterday, and I knew it was going to be bad when our local schools were dismissed early due to the weather. What started out as rain, turned to freezing rain, turned to sleet, turned to snow. And it's supposed to continue throughout the day and into the evening.

So go to the store and get your milk and bread. Curl up with some hot cocoa and a black and white movie. Sure wish I could, but I get to go to work. Joy.

My wishlist...

Today Chance and I were watching "Home Improvement", one of the earlier episodes- in the show it's Jill's birthday and Tim spends the entire week stressing over what to give her and ends up making a tribute video for her. This got us talking about all the gifts we've gotten each other in the past and the "great" gift he got me for my birthday this year. So to eliminate this problem in the future, I'm going to post my wishlist here- on the internet, where it can never die. I'll add to it as I see more goodies. Here's what I've got so far:

Burberry Perfume

Mariposa "String of Pearls" Cake Plate

Lucy Ann thin cuff- "Sarah & Chance"

Ruffle Halter Dress from Limited

Sterling Personalized Digital Photo Frame from Pottery Barn

White Ceramic Ribbon Cake Plate

White Ceramic Pitcher

Hydrangeas- always a great choice.

Dreaming:

Sapphire Ring

Red Hermes

Christian Louboutin Heels

Wishin' and Hopin' and Thinkin' and Prayin'

I want them.

Lace, Petit fours & Pretty things.

My good friend Ashley is getting MARRIED!!

I was so lucky to have been able to attend her lingerie shower on Sunday.

I drove down after work on Saturday, had an uneventful drive, and arrived at around 9:30 that night. We went out for dinner and drinks, had a fabulous time. Then we went home, laid in bed and laughed until we nearly cried- or peed our panties. We woke up on Sunday and got all dolled up (seemingly our favorite thing to do together) and went to her shower. The ever lovely Meemee hosted. The food was wonderful. The punch was amazing. The conversation was great and the laughter was non-stop. After all the presents were opened and about 4 hours had passed we called it a day. Then I got to meet her wonderful fiance' Corey. He's great and he's everything I could have ever asked for, for my best friend. We watched "Bridezillas"- and Corey watched with us the whole time; watched more tv and then went to sleep. Ashley is a teacher so she has to be awake way too early so I slept in and took my time getting on the road, had another uneventful drive, and got home around 3:30.

Congrats Ashley!!! I'm so glad you loved all your gorgeous gifts.

See you in 3 WEEKS!!!!

Words of wisdom.

The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.

I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees, Christmas trees.. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are: Christmas trees. It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, 'Merry Christmas' to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu . If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away. I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat. Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to. In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking. Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her 'How could God let something like this happen?' (regarding Katrina) Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, 'I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we ex pect G od to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?' In light of recent events.. terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK. Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr.. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK. Now we're asking ourselves why our children have n o conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves. Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with 'WE REAP WHAT WE SOW.' Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says. Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing. Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace. Are you laughing yet? Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it. Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us. Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it... no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in. My Best Regards, Honestly and respectfully, Ben Stein

Happy Birthday to...

...you,

Happy Birthday to you,

Happy Birthday dear Chance,

Happy Birthday to YOU!!!

It's Chance's birthday, he's 25 now.

No we're not doing anything fun.

I'm working all night. Maybe this weekend.

Chance is an incredible husband. So sweet, caring, loving...

So if you're reading this hunnie (which you're not)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

She's incredible.

I'm amazed by this woman. She's an incredible mother, she manages it all so well. I don't know that I would be able to handle twins let alone TWO sets of multiples.

And her faith is remarkable. The family never misses a Sunday at church, and I LOVE how strong she and Jon were when it came to the topic of reduction.

See they're story below:

Their beautiful family.

Adorable Aaden (the cutest)

THE STORY: "It all started when Jon and I met on October 5, 1997 at a picnic. I never believed in “love at first sight”, but this came really close. Jon was walking across the grass and I saw him and was instantly intrigued! Our eyes met and continued to meet from across the way all afternoon. Finally, I arranged for someone to introduce us…and the rest is history! We were married at a friend’s home in Wyomissing under a white tent with toms of beautiful flowers…A perfect garden wedding with equally perfect weather on June 12, 1999. It was truly a beautiful thing! I had wanted children right away, but Jon wasn’t ready. I had a nagging feeling since I was a child that I would have a hard time getting pregnant. So, that fall I decided to get testing done and I was right. I had PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome). Basically, I don’t ovulate and would need help getting pregnant. So we decided to check out a fertility doctor and decided to try just in case it would take a long time to get pregnant. It didn’t take a long time at all! Januarys’ cycle failed, but by February I was pregnant! We were ecstatic!!!!!!!! Even more so when we learned we were having twins! We had prayed for twins, because Jon was as “baby crazy” as I am and we decided we would fight over one baby! (We had also had a joke about this since we were dating). The pregnancy was rough (so I thought then) and the girls, Cara Nicole and Madelyn Kate were born that October. They spent 5 days in the NICU (they were born at 35+3 weeks) and were then released to go home…As a little family I was exhausted, but tickled pink…I was so much in love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jon was such a big helper right from the beginning! I was so impressed! He jumped in and helped with feedings, baths and everything else! I was amazed! He was equally in love with his “daddy’s little girls”—just what he always wanted! God had truly blessed us with these darling miracle babies –and we knew it! The girls turned one and I started thinking about more children….After all, the girls had been pure fun and I wanted to do it again! But, Jon wasn’t convinced. I prayed for a long time that God would change his mind. It took a long time and a rough experience for both of us for that to happen…In May 2003, we had the opportunity to adopt a newborn in kind of a rare circumstance. Things were moving really fast and we prayed about it and felt that this was not meant to be. Jon and I came to a joint decision that we were not ready to take on such a responsibility at the time. We felt God leading us that way. Jon was amazed that I so willingly “turned down a baby”. It hurt so badly, but I knew we were doing the right thing. I mourned for the better part of a month and it was then that Jon agreed to let us return to try and have another baby. He saw just how badly I wanted to be a mommy again. We decided that in October we would return for “round two”, but I got impatient (imagine that!) and went back in August right before our family trip to Disney World. August failed! When we returned, we switched doctors and tried again in October…….That cycle was perfect! Everything went great! I was told I had 3 with a possibility of 4 follicles, and that was a great cycle! The only thing that made our doctor nervous was the fact that we were absolutely opposed to reduction and that we were concerned about multiples again. We prayed about this and just like our peace about returning in October f or this, we felt peace about proceeding. So we did! Five weeks later, (after my hospitalization for over stimulated ovaries) we were at our initial ultrasound and learned the news. I will never forget this day as long as I live. There were seven sacs with four yolk sacs, or babies in four of them. At the count of four, I was scared. At five I started crying and at six I was shaking absolutely sobbing. Jon had turned form the screen, he couldn’t look anymore. I have never seen him so close to tears in my life! The doctor “reassured” us by telling us we would talk about reduction. I pulled myself together and stared right at him and said “We’re not doing reduction!” After the ultrasound he called us into his office and tried to convince us that reduction was the thing to do. Again, we refused! That weekend, Jon and I spent our time staring at the walls (literally) and crying. It was the worst weekend of my entire life! On Sunday, Jon took the girls to church and asked if he should tell anyone. I told him to tell a few people so we could get prayer started for us. Before he was home form church, the phone started ringing. Everyone was so encouraging and offered their prayers and help. I began to feel that we could do this! With God’s help, of course! Now here I am, lying in bed in the hospital, 26 weeks pregnant with 6 babies. (One baby never developed on its own), three boys and three girls and I wouldn’t change it for the world! Jon and I have already learned so many great lessons through this experience! I have learned that I am not at all in control of my own life—God is. He owns every facet of my very being! What great relief to know that all that stress does not have to sit on my shoulders anymore! I give it to God and he takes care of it for me! I have learned to be grateful for everything I have. God has provided for us immensely, even in times of Jon’s unemployment! I have learned to value my family so much more. I have such a wonderful husband who has been so strong through all of this! I love him more each and everyday! He has become the spiritual role model in our family and truly the head of our household! God has really changed him and he is becoming what God wants him to be! And I love it! This has been a wonderful lesson and learning time in our lives, and the learning has just begun! Our babies should be here hopefully not until the end of May. Then the fun will begin….Please, pray as you think of our family. Thank you! Jon & Kate"

Domestic Bliss

I have made some progress in my quest to become a domestic goddess.

May I introduce you to my new babies...

and her brother: