Wow!

Has it really been more than 3 weeks since I last posted?  I guess I shouldn't be surprised.  Most days I can't even find the time to do a load of laundry from start to finish.  By the time Brandon gets I get the clothes folded and put away  it's been "fluffed" so many times everything is 2 shades lighter than when it went into the washer.

Why am I blogging right now instead of, say, putting laundry away?  Because Beck is eating.  And when Beck eats, I have one free hand to type with.  Unless I'm using it too cook dinner or wipe off counters or wipe EJ's #%%, because she's finally decided she needs to poop at the exact same moment that Beck starts eating even though I've asked her if she needs to poop 26 times in the last 30 minutes.  But right now I'm using my free hand to type. Hold on, I need to switch hands.  EJ is locked in her room "napping" aka taking every doll, animal, and book she owns and throwing it on the floor while singing loudly.  And Hope is playing "spa" in the basement with a friend.  I'm trying to just push the thought out of mind about what the basement might look like right now.

So to update, Beck is still growing way too fast.  He was 10 lbs. at his one month appointment and some days I feel like I can see him get bigger between sun-up and sun-down.  He is smiling and cooing, but still sleeps a lot and cries a lot.

The girls both had their Halloween parties at "school" today.  I'll add pictures to this post later.  Hope dressed as a hippie and EJ as Dora.  Beck just wore his pumpkin shirt.  Hope's still a soccer machine and has auditions for a Christmas play next week.  I'm hoping rehearsals won't be too many days a week.  Fall soccer will be over, but she'll start indoor soccer immediately.   EJ, advanced as always, is already embarking on the "terrible threes".  Though she has the tendency to be the sweetest, snuggliest little girl on the planet, the lack of a nap really starts to show right about 3:00 every. single. day.  Even the days she's actually napped.

So, life with 3 kids is crazy and yes I know there are people that have more than 3.  I don't know how they do it and at this point in time it just seems asinine, but, as the saying goes, I wouldn't trade it for the world.  We are crazy busy and the house is a mess until Brandon comes home from work and picks up but this time in our lives is already flying by and I know one day I'll miss it.  That's what I keep telling myself  - one day I'll miss this, one day I'll miss this, one day I'll miss this, one day I'll miss this, one day I'll miss this, one day I'll miss this, one day I'll miss this . . .