Little Bachelors

I live with three men now... my husband and two small, handsome bachelors. The latest one whinnies like a horse until you roll him over on his belly. That's the latest thing I've learned about him since he came into our lives five weeks ago. Here he is pictured in his latest super-cheesy cheesecake shot in nothing but a diaper on a leopard skin blanket. Hubba hubba!

I cannot express what a lovely joy it is to be lying on the couch with one little guy snuzzled under my chin and my other little guy tucked under one arm. "Mommy's got TWO boys and Daddy's got NO BOYS!" Julius and I giggle sadistically at Dad's pouty face looking over at us in heart-wrenching mock sadness.

It's good to be queen!

Digging in December

I am working just north of Kansas City . . .it is December . .. and the first day out, the temperature was in the teens . .. brrrrrr. My toes were cold. All of me was cold! We are testing a site where a railroad track will be put down - they are straightening the tracks, actually. The site is not too exciting. A handful of flakes. The digging is good, soft dirt until you hit the lower levels (60cm) where it is like concrete. egads. The weather warmed up after that first day, so it is not so difficult to be out there. My muscles are remembering how to dig so many levels in a day and how to screen them. My feet are remembering how to walk up a steep hill . . .again. I have to relearn that one every other week. I think my muscles must atrophy in rapid order while I write my reports.

Anyway, that is how unexciting my life is. . . how are those girls doing with those babies?????

:)