I have some confessions to make. This probably won’t come as a surprise to most of you, but I must share it anyways. I don’t like to answer my phone all the time. I also have a hard time calling people back right away. I will eventually do it, but it may not be that day or even that night as I forget to check my voicemails. I do not live with my cell phone plastered to my ear. I occassionally forget it or misplace it. I hate answering it if I am in the middle of doing something. I forget birthdays. I will rarely send a thank you note. I never expect a thank you note and I never expect someone to remember my birthday…(I guess that is a lame excuse for me not remembering other birthdays or sending a thank you note). So I guess you could say…

Sometimes I just gotta ask, "Why?"  Is it really that hard to come and get me when my baby is in hysterics because she wants her mommy?  Is it really necessary to think you have it under control when someone else’s child is crying so hard she can’t breath?  Is it necessary to only get the mom once that child has thrown up from crying so hard?  THIS is why I don’t like to leave Maisie with strangers!  We left Maisie at the childcare at church last night and let’s just say it didn’t go so well.  The rest of the night Maisie was clingy and insecure.  Poor thing.  I am not one to let her just cry and cry and cry, so it bothers me when other people do.  And on a side note: I had asked the lady to please come get me if she started to cry,…

I just need to write about my husband because I think he is so amazing on so many levels!  If you know me at all, you know that I have the shortest attention span and I can sometimes be pretty critical of speakers…especially if I don’t have a lot of respect for them.  Anyways….Justin spoke tonight at the church he used to work at and it just made me respect him even more.  I love his heart and his passions and I just think he is all around an amazing guy!  I am so thankful for him and I think he is the bestest!  That’s all!

We finally tried out the piggy tails and I didn’t get one, “What’s the little guy’s name?” or “How old is your son?” or “He is so cute!”