An Easier Day....

....so today I only have five extra kiddos, and one goes to preschool. They are a bit on the rambunctious side already, but I think we'll have a good day. I just need to get them all outside. Outside is the key these days.

....so you know how I said I have an addictive personality? Well, I was up until 11:00 last night....scrapbooking. Who needs sex when you've got all the office supplies you could want right at your fingertips? Anyway, I'm up to the point where Griffin gets off the vent. Of course, this isn't one month and eight days after he was born, like Erin. This was two weeks and one day. It's amazing to me that they say "whimpy white boys" when Erin was more of the whimp while in the hospital. Not that ANY micropreemie who survives could really be called a whimp. But if one were to be deemed Whimp...that would have belonged to Erin.

Anyway, I sit on what could be deemed a sizeable amount of paper. I have nearly every color you could think of. My current problem? I DON'T THINK I HAVE WHAT I NEED!!! How could someone in my current situation think that they don't have what they need? I'm at a loss with myself? Could we say I have an addiction to buying stash? Why...I believe we could.