I'm sitting here in my noisy kitchen having myself a little slice of blog funk with a side of overwhelmed.
My blog-block is certainly not from a shortage of material. I was telling my friend Hannah the other day that I literally could write about something every day but just haven't had the time.
Baseball season started and three of my little ones are playing. We love baseball in West Dallas and it brings out the community like nothing else.
It doesn't get much cuter than this...
Why the long face, Tee? Is it because you're on the same team as Olivia who takes baseball a little less seriously than you? Or, maybe it was the fact that she did pirouettes on the pitcher's mound.
We've also had to have a lesson in fashion: White baseball pants are somewhat see-through so Hello Kitty big girl's may not be the best choice.
Cornpop hurt his knee and Steven was comforting him. Yes, Cornpop is his name.
...or this little cutie making sure his mom was watching.
...or this great-looking team. For sure a force to be reckoned with; especially the one on the far right with his cap pulled down so far his ears stick out.
...or this...Aaaack! What is that?!?
That would be Scout after she got loose and rolled in raw sewage.
Except for that little episode, we've had a great, albeit undocumented, week and I'll try my hardest to get back in the swing.