I have a super busy day ahead of me.  We are heading out of town tomorrow for my brother-in-law’s graduation and leaving the kids with family (thank you, family!).  So I am currently working on a long list of things to do before then.  In the meantime, I thought I’d share one of my favorite posts from my other blog.  It’s a glimpse into life in my house (and my brain).  Maybe you relate?

(Oh–and the secret I keep referring to is that we were about to start a new money-saving blog called Cha-Ching on a Shoestring!)

True Confessions of a Tired Busy Happy Mom

Lincoln just turned 6 months old. I’m running a 10-mile race in May with my cousin. Griffin asked if hot dogs were a vegetable the other day. I gave up Oprah for Lent. I am so looking forward to the end of Daylight Savings Time. I think the way they are doing American Idol this year is cheesy. At first, I was just going to give up ice cream. And why birds don’t wear underwear. But then, I just made a chocolate cake instead. How do my children sense when I am up early? Lincoln used to sleep in the bathroom. Do they smell me? I just ate some chocolate cake for breakfast. Now he sleeps in Griffin’s room. I’m doing just fine without her, thank you. I am in love with the children’s play area at Wegman’s. I’m not even Catholic. Is it ok to bribe my son with a fruit roll up to stay in bed? Wes and I have a secret. No, not Lincoln. I’m not pregnant. And why girls don’t have beards. We’ll tell you soon. So far, I have only run 3 miles. Griffin used to sleep in until 8:30 or 9. I’m pretty proud that I just taught myself how to cross off words. Arby’s roastburgers are yummy. I am so looking forward to the end of Daylight Savings Time. Oops. I already said that. Griffin sings “Shot to the Heart” every day. All day long. I read a story about a mom with sextuplets last night. Is that wrong? I just noticed that Lincoln is working hard to push himself forward on the floor. I just got a whole bunch of free stuff from walgreens. When they were four months old, she and her husband turned off the baby monitor so they would learn to sleep through the night. I love to kiss my son’s cheeks. They did. Let’s see what Lincoln thinks about Baby Einstein. I guess I’m not as tired or busy as I thought I was. Actually, I’ve run more than 3 miles–just not all at once. He likes it. I cannot wait until I can sit out on my porch in the morning. Why didn’t I think of making videos of pretty pictures and classical music? I promise I’m not pregnant.