The Worst Blogger in the World

So I think I'm officially the slackest blogger of all my friends. Seriously. I guess it's just the last thing on my list of things to do, although, of course, blogging is free. So I should probably consider doing more of it and less of the money spending crap. Because even though I don't think of myself as a big spender (have you seen my house and its contents?), somehow, we go through money like it grows on trees (and we have a lot of leafy trees in our yard).

In any case, we also went on vacation (dare I call it that? I guess the fact that I didn't cook every night was a break from the usual but I was still in that darn kitchen A LOT), so we're just now settling back into our routine. Plus, James started school this week (and again, slacking on the photos, but I'm just tired, man!) so we've been busy. Am hoping to get some photos uploaded this week or weekend.

Our time at the beach was very nice, albeit for some rainy days. Thankfully the drives were easy and we got to stop in Williamsburg for lunch on the way, always fun.

The boys are great - still leaving me physically exhausted with all their activity, but making me laugh at their dancing, singing, and smiley ways. In absolutely wonderful news, Nate is sleeping through the night solidly. And the boys shared a room on vacation fantastically!! Which gives us hope that they will share a room, with bunkbeds, soon. However, as those cost money, again, it won't be happening that soon.

Nate says "Mama", "Dada", "mih" (aka "milk), and that's about it.

James says...a lot. He's become very chatty. Sometimes that chattiness lands him in time out.

Nate gets time outs for biting. It's a long minute.

I'm just rambling now. I should be in bed, considering I was up at 6 to run, then got home and showered and paid bills before the boys woke up. Then it was a full day of friends, class, lunch, nap/no nap/Sesame Street, farm, dinner, baths, bedtime. And now, I'm the last one awake, watching "Biggest Loser" and pondering some peanut butter for a snack. Which is a ridiculous notion because God knows I don't want to end up at 300 pounds.

But we already have the peanut butter, so it doesn't cost more money.