what is WRONG with me?

seriously, i'm super disappointed in myself! first of all let me explain why i'm typing with NO uppercase letters.....i'm too lazy. that's all there is to it. i have ADD and i'm too lazy (and it takes too long) to capitalize my words correctly. okay, back to the subject at hand....what is wrong with me? WHY do i have such good intentions about this blog thing and i cannot seem to keep up with it? i mean i know none of you (probably talking to myself here) even care about this blog but i really wanted this to be kind of like a journal for me, a place to jot down things that the kids were currently doing, their stats, how they are changing and growing, so that i could look back on it in a few years. i have a horrible memory, i can't even remember what ali was doing last month....

ugh, so irritated with myself that i'm too busy and overwhelmed to just STOP and write down some of the things that are going through my head. so, here goes.....

we're moving. well not really, but kind of. we WANT to move, we've been wanting to find an acreage somewhere for a long time and the time has finally come where we're more serious about it. we are sooooo not town people. our neighbors have to hate us, we have crap all over our back yard, we are "those" people, ok not really but sort of....I have to reign scott in and make him put his crap away before the neighbors call the city on us. we need space, our boys need "chores", we so long to be out in the country, it's going to become a reality soon, we hope. we've looked at lots of acreages over the last few months, most of them needs LOTS of work (otherwise we'd never be able to afford them), so it'll be interesting to see what God has in store for us in the months to come....

Drew loves school, he's growing up way too fast. he NEVER wants to be home with us anymore, he's outside with his friends all night long every single night. we have to drag him inside for bedtime at night...he's changed so much in the last few months, such a big kid now, definitely not my little drewbie anymore!! =(

Reed is growing up so fast too, can't believe he's 3 now...crazy how fast time flies. he wants to go everywhere with drew and be just like his big brother although they can seeeeriously fight! and i don't mean "fight", i mean knock down drag out, beat each other up, mom-has-to-pull-us-off-each-other fight....NOT COOL. That only happens every once in awhile and they get in serious trouble, i can't stand it!!

Ali is my little sweet pea. she is definitely a momma's girl right now. she's attached to me, literally....she won't take a bottle. i don't mind too much since i know it'll be gone in a flash and i'll be wishing she was a baby again! she's a little chunker still, growing like a weed. she's been teething this week and eating cereal like a champ!

Scott and I are officially outnumbered! There are days when it seems like no big thang, and other days where i think i might have stepped into the twilight zone. here is how our night went last night:
7pm - Ali goes to bed
7:30- boys bath
8:00- Drew bed
8:30- Reed bed (b/c he took a 3 hr nap in the afternoon)
8:30-10:00 - me trying to fit 500,00 things into the evening that I didn't get accomplished during the day
10:00 - BED, awww, sweet, uninterrupted sleep.....NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!
1:30 - Drew comes running into our room saying he had a bad dream, climbs into bed for a little while and then we make him go back to his room (our kids are NOT allowed to sleep in our bed with us)
2:00 - ahhh, okay...going back to sleep now, this should still be a good night sleep, just a short interruption, all is well now.....NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!
3:30 - Ali wakes up crying/fussing...sounds "different". i go into her room and can tell her teeth are bothering her, let her fuss for awhile, lay down, get back up, giver her some orajel, lay down, get back up, she's still crying, give her some tylenol, lay back down, listen to her cry/fuss until about 4:30 when she finally goes back to sleep.
4:45-ok, it's a quarter to 5, i can still recover this night, just a few hours of sleep, and i'll be good....NOT SO MUCH
5:50 - reed comes bouncing into our room "i want to watch my shows mommy, is George on yet"?

LORD HELP US, WE'RE OUTNUMBERED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!