What happens...

When you tell the 4 year-old she can make dinner. You have canned cinnamon rolls, LOL!

Today was an exhausting Monday. I took the girls to Hobby Lobby and Wal-Mart, came home for a mini-break, and then had tutoring. One of my student's spelling words we worked on was "hauled"...I felt like I hauled my body around all day today.

By the time Steven got home I was about to fall over, but was trying to get up the energy to cook some dinner. I had it all planned out...Shepherd's Pie! But the ground beef was still frozen rock-hard in the fridge where it was supposed to defrost since yesterday. So Steven and I pondered what we could make, meanwhile he challenged Mary Clare to go make something. Cinnamon rolls were her choice!

I couldn't bear to eat that, so I slipped away for awhile, picking up my own little snack and having a nice quiet time shopping at Target BY MYSELF :) Ah, to not have children running up and down isles and grabbing things off the counters. No potty breaks or diaper changing in the middle of the trip, no lifting children in and out of the shopping cart, no fits on the floor, and I literally browsed the WHOLE store in an hour. I was a much happier mommy when I got home :)

Only I still haven't gotten to talk much to my husband, but it did look rather pretty on his trip this weekend...

No fish pictures, but a very nice looking beach :)

I'm trying to motivate myself for these next few days of excitement. I'm not there yet. I know I'll get excited as the girls dress up and participate in all the activities of the week. But right now I just want to curl up in a little ball for a few weeks and meet this baby! I guess it should start with me getting to bed at a decent hour...