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Wow!  We are well into December now aren't we?

After cleaning house all morning and folding laundry, I now have just a few moments to enjoy some downtime.

There is no feeling like having a completely clean house and all laundry clean and put away.

The puppy is snoozing and my child is playing independently   Because she does that now.   This is a pretty awesome age.  Sure she throws epic size fits, and usually in public.  She is all toddler.  But with that some some independence that I have learned to embrace.  But what never stops amazing me is her mind.  Sure, I expected and understood that I would someday have a person as a daughter and not just a baby.  But emotionally, it was just something I never could comprehend until it happens.

You know, when I tell people I have a high energy child.  I don't think people take me seriously.  They chalk it up to a first time mom who may or may not be overwhelmed.  I use to fight it.  I use to be overwhelmed by it.  But I am learning it is who she is.  Am I surprised?  Absolutely not.   How can I be?  I am very high energy and so is Ian.  Duh, we would create a child with lots of energy.  SO instead of worrying about the implication, I am embracing it.   With that, I couldn't be more excited that we are currently getting our back yard fenced in.  I know it is cold now, but this is going to be awesome this spring.  I am just going to let her go and run and run and run. I took her out there over the weekend before it got blistering cold and you would have thought I had just let her loose in Little Monkey Bizness.  She was having a ball.  My gut tells me she was born to be a soccer player.  Why?  Because I know nothing about soccer so it would just be ironic. But she loves being outside.  She loves balls.  And she loves to run and run and run.  I will be shocked if she doesn't take an interest in sports.  But I'll support her in whatever she chooses to pursue.  Besides hooking or stripping.  Momma ain't cool with that.  

What else?  This year has seem to flown by and the next few weeks are big for us.  We are refinancing our house ( I know, already.)  But I have a girlfriend in the business and she really have us the hook up.  So if you are in the area and want to look into refinancing totally hit me up and I'll send you some information.  So we are closing on that Wednesday.  Then Friday Ian bids for his next years shift position.  I am not anticipating any big changes for the first time but it always brings a time of uncertainty.  Nothing is ever guaranteed. So we will see.  

With that, I will leave you with a few more pictures of Haley and I am off to cook some grub.



Ian looks pretty natural there, holding two kids....hmm ( :  But this is Haley and our wonderful nephew Gaige. Celebrating his second birthday!  Yay!

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