A week of Thanksgiving......Tuesday (yes, I skipped right over Monday)

I'm extremely thankful for my kids. I don't even know where to begin. They are my life; there's nothing else that I spend more time on. I know some mothers who often wonder what they'd be doing if they didn't have a family, but I've never even pondered that avenue. I know what I was made for, and it is this: life in Mommyville. I am amazed every day by their accomplishments, and often, their silly antics.

#1 is growing into a young woman, and it's awesome and yet sad to watch, all at once. She's smart, beautiful, and everything a daughter should be.

# 2 is the ray of sunshine in our lives. She's witty beyond her years, and never fails to bring smiles and laughter to us all. She is the also the MINI ME. She looks like me, she acts like me, and I can't count how many times she's heard "You are just like your Mother!" from her dad or grandparents. I think it's a good thing...








# 3 is my baby boy. He is ALL boy, too.
We must often remind him that his sisters
don't LIKE to "play" Iron Man, or
Transformers, or Spiderman, especially when they have to be the bad guy. I had to watch him go off to Kindergarten this year, and I miss him terribly. He is my last baby, the one that you watch grow every day, knowing that this is IT. He was the last resident of Babyville. And now he's growing up on me, too.