And then my husband tried to kill me with the shock of it all…

Remember when the children tried to kill me with sleep deprivation?  Yeah, that was a good one.  I’m recovered slightly now.  Except I’ve decided that we now need a king size bed.  Trying to cram us and at least two children (whichever ones decide to roam in the night, it’s always at least two) intoContinue reading “And then my husband tried to kill me with the shock of it all…”

Nine years on the ninth day of the ninth month.

This is FPD and I, nine years ago today. That’s right, we are celebrating our 9th anniversary on 9/9/09. This picture hangs above our bed and as I looked at it extra hard today, I thought “oh my gosh, if I could only tell that couple from then what I know now”. And, because IContinue reading “Nine years on the ninth day of the ninth month.”