USPS

I'm not very happy with the USPS (United States Postal Service) right now, or should I say our mail carrier. I was waiting anxiously for three new diapers on Wednesday, one being my Goodmama and the other two being Cuddlebugs. I knew that my Goodmama was being shipped with signature confirmation, so I made sure I was home around the time our mail normally comes. My in-laws had our two older girls Wed. because our youngest had her 15 month check up that afternoon. We came home from the appointment and I put our youngest one down for a nap. While she was napping, I decided to pick up sticks in the front yard, I hardly ever only have one child so I wasn't going to take a couple of hours for granted. Every 15 minutes or so I would go in and check our our daughter, but I hurried back outside to pick up more sticks and watched for the mail. I finally seen the mail truck at our mailbox, and she was sitting there for a few minutes. I thought to myself, if she fills out one of those "we're sorry we missed you" cards for my Goodmama I am going to scream. After she leaves the mailbox, I run to check the mail and sure enough on top of everything is the dreaded "we're sorry we missed you" card. I was irate, here I was standing in our small front yard and she was too lazy to pull into our driveway and have me sign for a package. Well it turns out she turns around and beeps her horn at me (I'm still at our mailbox), I run over to her truck and she tells me she has a package for me to sign for. Ok, she is too lazy to take two minutes and come to my house and have me sign for it, so she beeps at me to come to her. This whole situation has opened my eyes, I now realize why so many of our packages that have a signature confirmation weren't delivered to our door (when we are at home), it's because our mail lady is lazy. I guess none of this matters now, I have my three new diapers, and I am in love.

Zeus

Here are some more recent pictures of Zeus, we think he starting to look a lot better.

New Addition

I am happy to introduce the newest addition to our family, Zeus. My husband and I adopted him, he is seven months old and is as sweet as can be. All the girls love him and even Zelda gets along with him great. The rescue said that he is a American Staffordshire Terrier, but we don't really think he looks like one. We think his body type looks more like APBT, that's an American Pit Bull Terrier for those who don't know. He is a little nervous around new people, but at home he is all smiles, literally. The picture below was taken a couple of weeks ago, he has since put on weight. The rescue said that he was slow at gaining, since he was neglected when he arrived. We're hoping that in a few months he'll be where he should be with his weight, at least now you can't see his ribs. Ok, here he is, our new baby-

Goodmama

I finally snagged a very sought after diaper yesterday, a Goodmama! I'm excited because I have been wanting to buy one for a while, but I just happen to be in the right place at the right time yesterday. It is made out of organic bamboo velour and the snaps and serging are hot pink, it is also a one-size diaper so it fits babies 10-35 lbs. I should be getting it sometime next week, but I can hardly wait to try it.
We've been having some trouble on the home front recently. It's been raining a lot lately, and our roof decided to start leaking. My husband took two days off of work while it was raining to repair the leaks, but it still looks like we'll need a new roof. We really don't mind putting on a new roof because we have never really like the current shingles. It is kind of upsetting because our roof is only seven years old, but stuff happens. We will be so glad when we're out of this house, I am so sick of it. I'm not real fond of the neighborhood, but I HATE the house. I've never liked it, we've updated it a lot, but it still doesn't feel like home. Our current goal to be in our new home is November, so we'll see how that goes. My husband has been working on our driveway at our property, but it's been raining so much that everything is muddy and hard to work with. I'll try my best to update my blog more often, but it always seems like life gets crazier in the summer.

Hands Full

If I have one more person ask me, "You've got your hands full, don't you?" I am going to scream. All three of the girls could be on their best behavior acting like angels, and people still say that to me. What does it mean anyways? Next time someone says this to me, I am going to promptly reply, "No, my hands aren't full, but my heart is, in fact it is overflowing with love. Now get out of my way!" Ok, I'm not really going to be rude like that, but I don't understand why people need to comment. Maybe it's just me, but I interpret it as a negative comment. A positive comment that I wouldn't mind would be "My what wonderfully behaved children you have." Which by the way, someone has said to me while waiting in line at the Post Office. I guess it's just people that identify the obvious, I mean I think it's rather obvious that I have my hands full with three kids under the age of five. You don't see me going up to an elderly person and telling them that they are old. If I have a long piece of toilet paper stuck to my shoe please tell me, but please don't tell me something I already know. The only exception to this would be if you wanted to tell me how beautiful my children are, that I already know but I don't mind hearing from time to time. I'm now stepping off my soapbox, thanks for reading :)