He’s THREE!!!!! I know I usually write some sappy post but I got nothing today. Maybe later, maybe not. He completes this family, that’s for sure. Without him we wouldn’t laugh nearly enough.

I can almost say I have 3, 5, 7 and 11 year old!!! How is that for crazy? Seems like yesterday I walked through the doors carrying baby T! WOW!! Time flies too quickly!!

I thought for sure he would be 3 and still wearing diapers. I was so desperate that I told him when he turns three the diaper fairy comes and takes his diapers away. The diaper fairy would then give the diapers to a baby. Well, hes not quite 3 and he doesn’t need diapers anymore!! So you know what this means don’t you? 11.5 years of buying diapers,running to Target just for diapers and spending money on other things I didn’t need are over. Just like that I have no reason to go down the diaper aisle. Its bittersweet for sure. Its the next chapter in our lives.
The chapter of babies has now come to an end….dang i feel old!

School is back in full swing. Kids had homework and reading tonight, add dance to the evening and no easing back into things. We jumped back in with both feet. We had a great vacation. It was so nice just hanging out. My mom came out for 4 days, my grandpa was here for three. We had to pick up my grandpa from the airport. My mom got a pass to go meet him at the gate, him being old and all. JJ and I were waiting and my mom calls and says she can’t find him so keep my eyes open. JJ and I searched baggage claim, he was nowhere,turns out he missed his flight. We finally retrieved him. We get on the elevator going up thinking we were headed to the parking garage. We get one floor below and I ask if he needs his bags…sure enough, DUH!! So we ride the elevator back down and the same people trying to get on the way up were still there waiting to get on. We said hello again. We get to baggage claim and my mom is yelling at my grandpa trying to find out the color of his bags. She’s not yelling because shes mad, he’s just super deaf. He says one is red and the other is black. We are checking every red and black bag because we have no idea what the bags look like. His bags are nowhere. After a good 20 minutes of looking we find them. One is blue and one is brown. My mom vows never to fly him in to this airport again. It was funny stuff. (mom, i hope you laughing now)