Happy Birthday Dad

I was laying in bed last night trying to figure out how old you are.  Think I figured it out but I will keep it to myself.

Thanks for letting mom come up tomorrow, she says you get lonely out on the farm by yourself- and then there is the whole cooking thing…. of course that could just be her excuse to make me feel bad for making her come up and take care of my three boys and three dogs.  You could always skip work and come with her, but I’m sure you are thinking that your work might just be easier then what she has in store.  Make her take you out to dinner and let you eat whatever you want.

We love you!

Moving on….

changes are coming.  At least change pouches.  Other changes are coming to but never as fast as I would like.

And….. a sneal peak at the new diaper bag in the works.

Taller than the current messenger with a matching changing pad.  It also has a clip on strap so it can be attched to the stroller bar.

After a week of solo parenting I am looking forward to flying down to Orlando on Thursday.  My first trip away from my kiddos.  I am joining my husband for out first trip sans kids in 9 1/2 years.  Yippee!

Good luck mom.