blessed beyond measure

I'm eating strawberries and cream frosting right out of the tub, and watching sex and the city. (I only watch the edited version...recently watched one of the dvd's and it was too much for me...made me almost uncomfortable...yeah, I'm still a nerd.)

Its only my second week of school, and while there are so many things on my mind and in my heart, one thing stands out for me. When you are a mom going back to college, every day is a small miracle. Many people must come together to get you there. Grandma's watch babies. Sweet teachers let you pay tuition twice a month instead of in one lump payment. Dads change their schedules. Austin spends his one day off a week, taking care of my girlies and cleaning my house or mowing my lawn during nap time. He leaves work a little early so I can get to my evening class on time, and I come home to clean dishes and a happy baby. This week would not have been possible if it weren't for my family, and I know that each day only flows because many people come together to make it happen. I can't say enough how much I appreciate it.

Charlotte is such a happy baby. She just smiles and smiles, and I am so in love with her. I still can't stop squeezing her and kissing her and snuggling her. Brooklyn sure does love Charlotte and no one can make her laugh live Brooklyn does. They have something really special. I was watching Oprah and the show was about spoiled kids. There was this four year old girl, with thousands in american girl products, real diamond earrings, tons of clothes and toys, even her very own coach purse. Her mom eventually admitted that she spends big money to compensate for working full time. Brooklyn and I shop at goodwills and thrift stores and target. She might get an american girl doll for her birthday, and that I have to scrimp for. We went to one of our favorite thrift stores today, and she wanted a toy. I didn't have much money to spend and she has sooo many toys. I told her "not today babe." She knows this response all too well. She didn't complain or fuss or question or get grouchy. She just put the toy back and we left. She is such a great kid. She deserves all the things that little girl has. She would appreciate it. I wish I could spoil Brooklyn sometimes. I wish I could fly her to NYC and take her to the American Girl Store, let her pick out which ever doll she wants...then its off to FAO for some dress up clothes...then to sephora so she can pick out a lip gloss (she loves make up)...museums...central park...dinner at some yummy restaurant where I am sure she would order mac & cheese with a sprite. If I could, I would. Maybe someday...

I'm just feeling so thankful. I am thankful for my family, for Austin, for my happy healthy girls. I'm thankful and I am so blessed.