Farting Rainbows and Butterflies...

Yep, I did just use that as a title. What of it. It is 8:30pm. On Wed. And that seems late to me. What does that say to you? I don't even have my crabby pants on, I would say I have my sweatpants on. Well 1. because I actually do.
and 2. because we are getting to a "comfy" stage in our development.
... as in  THE HONEYMOON IS OVER!!

Our sweet Little Miss is like an onion  the hubs and I have decided. Several layers and each week we are peeling back a new layer sometimes stinky and sometimes sweet and evententually we will get to the pearly little white part in the middle.  The heart if you will. All in God's timing.

So back to the title...
yea I would say that we have good days and rough spots in our days around here and for whenever I decide to make this a public blog I would like to keep the honesty and realness goin' strong! Sooo, it ain't all fartin' rainbows and butterflies up in here:) But then again what house is super d' duper all the time? none. that's what house. not yours, not mine, but by God's grace,strength, and mercy you keep on going and you do what know is right.  And the sweet hugs and kisses and the end of each night let you know you are on the right path.

That's it for now peeps. Have a good one.