I'm turning into Martha....

Stewart, that is....except for the fact that my laundry is in piles around the house, the dishes are not washed, and the toilets haven't been scrubbed this week, but boy have I been busy baking cakes. I vowed to bake all of our birthday cakes this year because we spent a fortune on buying them last year. My cakes may not be as cute as the ones we bought, but they were pretty darn tasty.

On to other news...it seems just about everyone I know is either pregnant or getting puppies....or moving. Congratulations to Genevieve, Olivia (my sisters), Traci and Erin on your pregnancies!! For the first time in a long time, I'm not envious of you, but I am excited for you.

It's weird. For a while, I was "in the zone." I wanted 4 babies, and by-golly, we were going to have 4 babies. And we did. All in under 4 years. But, the moment Baylor popped out, it clicked. 4 was enough for me. Just perfect for us. Each family is different, yes, I know. But 4 seemed to be our magic number. I truly don't miss the maternity clothes, packing diaper bags, pushing jumbo strollers around, or buying wipes, diapers, etc.....All of that being said, I will gladly babysit any of your babies(if you'd only move a bit closer)...because I do miss the smell of a baby...the goo-goo, ga-ga's....those genuine "I love you" smiles....the squeals of delight when they see your face.

And on to last bit of news, quite possibly the most exciting news I have to share...Baylor came to me last week dressed in only her Dora panties, h0lding her Bible and a Bible tract. She said, "mommy, I want Jesus to come into my heart, to save me, so that I don't have to go to Hell." Oh!! I have no greater joy than to hear my children walk in truth!! She just turned 3, and already has begun to understand what most adults in today's society have failed to grasp. We all need a Saviour. My "baby", my 3 year old gets it. Praise the Lord!!