Lazy Sundays.....

Aren't lazy days the best? Today J let me sleep in until 9am, which was so needed after Colin decided that he was hungry at 3:30am and it took me awhile to convince him that he needed to go back to sleep for several more hours. It never seems to work trying to convince a 7 month old to sleep (insert loud sigh here). But we're working on it.

This morning I made some great citrus mini muffins. It made two dozen muffins and I think Logan and I polished off at least 18 by ourselves......whoops. It was from a recipe I got out of my Pampered Chef mini muffin pan and I had to try it. I'll come back and post it later tonight, right now I'm too lazy to get my rear off the couch. Both boys are napping and I'm thinking that might be a good idea for me, too.......

The past few days I have been finding myself going back and getting hooked on Matt's blog and not being able to tear myself away, even though the tears always come. My heart and tears go out to him and sweet Madeline, even though I've never met this tiny family and they have no clue who I am. Right when find myself thinking I've been through some pretty major crap I stumble upon something like this blog and I remember just how small I am and how the world doesn't revolve around my grief. Thank you God for the wakeup call, sometimes it hits you right in the face like a friggin' truck, and apparently that's what I needed this weekend.