I guess they grow up but...

I feel bad that I haven't blogged in a while because I have so many avid readers. (haha)
We have been so busy with work, the kids, and getting ready for the Jazzybug to turn three in April. Yes, my baby girl will be 3 on April 5th. This a milestone of depressive portions for us. This year our baby is no longer a baby and our oldest goes to kindergarten. This will be a test for us that we don't lose it over the next few months. I guess every mother goes through this when their baby starts to move away from the baby stage, but it is really getting to me. This makes me think that my children's continuous praying for a baby brother is really meant to come true? I don't know but Kirstin says she has already talked to Jesus and that he will put a brother in my belly after she goes to school. Maybe she knows something I don't, like her questions about being in the delivery room. Girls, I must say she is advanced for her age.
Well, while I am sitting here and feeling sorry for myself while I am sick, I need to go to bed. Breakfast will not cook itself and that laundry will need to be attacked before it captures a child and holds her hostage. good night all