And call me a cow. Because right now that is exactly how I feel. I am solely here to be an udder. A milk machine. I think Hayden is having a growth spurt. All the boy wants to do is eat, and eat, and eat. I know, I know, he's a baby. And I love the fact that I am able to do this, but man, sometimes I get tired of sitting. I have fed him so much over the past two days that I am surprised I could get up from the couch. My back hurts, I barely have time to do anything, my poor other kids probably hate me because they have had to entertain themselves the past few days and I am tired of watching Scooby Doo. I think I have seen every episode of any Scooby ever made. I can't remember when I showered last when I hopped in tonight real quick. I figured I had to when he went to sleep for all of 3 minutes tonight, that and Ben told me Hayden smelt like an armpit, how embarrassing. Man, I'm glad he loves me. Because I don't know if I would. So anyways, I got that taken care of real quick. But I still haven't gotten him to go down on his own yet tonight. So as I type I will continue to be an udder, a clean udder none the less.
Miss Thang! She loves having her picture taken!
This is one of my favorite shots from the other night. He is so wiped out. 
This is another of my fav's. He loves his Daddy!
Precious. Man, she is growing up so fast. 
They were playing Peter Pan in the backyard. Madie was Wendy, Daddy was Peter Pan, without the green tights :) , and of course, Jackson was Captain Hook. Sorry for all the picture uploads. I knew I needed to get some of Hayden on here and felt like I should include Madie and Jack as well. I'm done posting for the night though. Hayden is finally asleep on my lap so I am going to try and lay him down, wish me luck!
Well we started swimming lessons for the summer. And let me just start by saying my kids are polar opposites. Madie has taken swim lessons for three years in a row and still is very unsure of the water. Which I guess could be a good thing. She is in a class where it is just her and the instructor and some other kids. No parents in the pool with them this time around. She was so pumped on the way there, but as we go to the pool and walked up and she saw her Daddy wasn't gonna be in the pool with her you could feel her apprehension. I was going to stay by the side of the pool where she was until I was informed that they didn't want the parents there beside the pool. I guess this is because they feel like the kids will be distracted by the parents and not want to learn. I can kind of understand this. I just felt bad because I had told her I would be right there and I ended up having to go all the way to the other side of the pool with Ben and Jack. As I sat and watched her you could see that she just wasn't too sure of the idea of having to get in the water without one of us. She was on the end and you could see her unsureness (is that even a word? Well, it is now-a Jennaism we will call it) as she watched all of the other kids jump off the side and swim to the instructor. Like she was thinking, "It's getting closer to me. I know he's not gonna make me do this too!" Well, he got to her and, as I type this I have to laugh, she shook her head and before he could even try to persuade her, she slipped into the pool. Not jumped, slid in, very gracefully I might add. She was not going to jump. This was a picture of her after she got in but still very apprehensive. Now I don't even have to explain how Jack felt about the water, this one explains it all.
