One of these things is not like the other...

Only moments after I posted a status update on Facebook about Costco's conspiracy with Godiva to offer bulk packaging on brownies (making it less expensive for me to keep those extra 15lbs I've been wanting to shed), I opened the mailbox. And there it was - the much anticipated (and equally dreaded) Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition.

It's marketing genius really. Take the weeks after the Superbowl - before spring training and the NCAA tournament - and give your readers something to tide them over for a few weeks. Advertisers don't spend money in dead weeks. DirectTV took out an EIGHT page ad. Yikes. No amount of advertising dollars will ever convince me to put this in the hands of my husband.

Scantily clad skinny women lapping up the summer sun and waves are now dumpster diving in my driveway. And tonight we're having dessert.

Where do I begin?

It's been SIXTEEN months since my last post. While I'd love to give a recap of the last year and almost a half, the reality is I can't remember what I had for dinner two hours ago. So trust me when I say it's been a blur.

Quick recap - I birthed baby number THREE, haven't slept properly in six years, changed a gazillion diapers, have eaten my weight in hotdogs and goldfish crackers, watched Owen graduate preschool and become a big kindergartener, put Lyla in preschool, and lots of other fun in between. And that brings us to today.

To officially welcome her to the blogaverse, I'll post a picture of our sweet Lucy. Happiest baby ever. Born just two days before Christmas (that's Dec 23rd if you can't count), she's adored by all who meet her - but most especially by her brother and sister.

The picture was taken on her first birthday (thanks Angelica Thomas!). She's my first kid who actually ate the cake - Owen was sick on his first birthday and Lyla has a strong aversion to icing that will likely serve her well in later years.



It's good to be back.