Life has a way of keeping you busy enough to have nothing to say. Busy enough to miss out on the simpler things in life. Busy enough to forget to be thankful. Thankful of your blessings. In my case life was named Jett.
Unlike my other three kiddos who love everything about life. Jett isn't happy. Not on the way to the beach.
Not in the condo.
Not at the beach.
Unless you held him like this.
He turned six months while there and we got a brief smile...
before he started again and we threatened to leave him. *wink*
So even though my blog has laid dormant for the winter, it is spring and maybe he'll turn a new leaf. I'm not holding much hope but I can dream.