Missed me? I didn't think so.

I've been absent to say the least this past few months. I actually completely dropped off the grid. Maybe it's the busy summer, Maybe it's the lack of desire or simply not knowing if people truly enjoy my blog post. However, Here I am. Back to writing. Still struggling with a topic. I've been told you guys enjoy my humor, but lately.. I don't have much of it to offer. I'll give it my best shot.

First, lets talk summer. Specifically what we've been up to. We've spent a lot of time on the water. Fishing, swimming, boating. One thing pops into my mind the most and I will probably find this funny for the rest of my life. You'll probably find me to be a bad parent, but judge away. This mom truly doesn't care. We went boating a week ago. Four kids in tow. 3 of them toddlers. Of course, we have the rule of life vest on at all times while we are on board. Our kids have developed a love of swimming off the back of the boat, in the middle of the lake.

Kayden (my 2 year old) had just got out of the water and was sitting on the back. Now, if you have more than 1 kid, you know eyes cant be everywhere at once. It's impossible. Next thing you know, Kayden is ass over tea kettle off the back of the boat. He walked right off! Obviously being a mother, My first reaction was get to him ASAP. He fell, he didn't get hurt. He didn't cry. Matter of fact, he hit the water and when I grabbed him he looked at me 'I wanna swim with the ducks'. What the hell kid? Give your mom a heart attack for what? To swim with ducks! I instantly started laughing because no harm, no foul. You may not find this funny, however, I did. Even better was the 3 year old in the water (already soaked) who looks at his brother, "YOU GOT ME WET!" With a how dare you expression.

It's not always no harm no foul though. We've had an ER trip for a concussion, slammed fingers in the door & lots of little cuts and scrapes. I've come to realize that this is part of having boys. They're hard on themselves, they're reckless and in all honesty, no matter the age.. They truly don't give a shit. They'll climb the biggest rocks, jump from the highest of places, do things they know they shouldn't. My job as a boy mom? Just make sure they don't kill themselves or end up seriously injured.

Back to why I haven't been around much. I've worked more this summer than I did in the winter. I've found a job I love. A team of people that care about their work and a boss who appreciates what I bring to the table. I have never felt so at home at a job before. I work a lot of evening shifts, and spend days with my kids. Therefore, my priority simply isn't the blog. I've been preparing for my oldest to start pre-k this fall, Getting ready for soccer and mentally preparing myself for 2 different schedules during the week for the kids with school, sports and work. I mid as well join the circus with my juggling act. Here I am sounding like I'm complaining. I promise you, I'm not. I look forward to taking them to pick their shin guards out, watching them count down the sleeps for it. I look forward to watching their faces light up when they do start the season. I enjoy listening to my oldest one talk about school and all the friends he will make. The little things like that, those I live for.

If you've stuck around this long, thanks. I apologize the content isn't exactly funny or well written but I'm on a time crunch and just wanted to let ya'll know I'm trying to come back!