Full House, Full Car

It was Monday morning and we were movin'! Moka had her appointment to be spayed... because we had to, not because we didn't have anything else to do. Scott was off to her 7:15 appointment while we were all home cruising around getting ready. Reagan had an 8 a.m. ortho appointment so I had to get four kids going... that was different. We all had to go the dentist because from there we'd drop Reagan at school late, and drop Whitney and Tennison off early - beating the dreaded arctic freeze kiss-n-go lane from you know where. Scott comes flying into the driveway just in time to take out the dog crate, readjust the seats and load in. Tennison says, "Wow! Full house, full car!" I said, "You're not kiddin' ", and gave him nucks. Scott and I then went out to breakfast. It was a good sense of normal for us.

Another good sense of normal was when I made dinner. It had been so long since I've really cooked. Between Christmas vacation and the baby, hardly made a thing. Homemade pizza it was.

Sausage, feta and sun dried tomatoes.

Canadian bacon with feta and sun dried tomatoes or not.

That is a lot of pictures, sorry. It is dinner time, so I must be hungry!! Boy was it tasty!!

One last thing. I am not supposed to show pictures of the baby or give details. But I wanted to show you proof that I am truly her Faux Mom...



For some reason I can't get this camera's uploaded pics to turn the right way, sorry. But I guess it is representative of how I feel, a bit twisted and out of sorts. I'm still hanging on to my cold and we're still a bit sleep deprived. But we have a full car, a full house and we're all full of JOY!