




Stop the clock, my baby boys are getting too big. Noah is 8 today, Oliver is 6 next week and Silas is 3 months already. It is really is a lesson in living in each moment. We had a family party last evening and the kids had a blast. It was a warm evening for pizza, cake, presents and slip and slide and not to forget the pinata.
Eight years ago Noah was born after I had been on bed rest for 2 1/2 months. He was born 3 1/2 weeks early at 7 lbs 1 oz. What a special boy he has become. And Yes, those are toads that Iris and Naomi are holding. They have been adopted into our home, literally, the past week. They are Naomi's special friend and have been lost in her room, smashed in Silas's face, hid in my terarium and taken rides in her room, hopping on counter nearly in the birthday cake, plus countless other things I am not aware of.