WARNING I will continue to celebrate motherhood. So if breasts, birth, dilation and mother's milk makes you uncomfortable please consider yourself warned. Follow at your own risk. You'll find the follow button at the bottom of the side bar.
I did not let the baby dip her pretty do in a rain puddle while I snapped pictures. I did not let both princesses flop, roll and crawl in the muddy water like little piglets. I did not secretly wish for snow while playing in paradise. That would be ungrateful and I do NOT ever take things for granted. I am not so spoiled that I can play on a stunning beach and wish for Oklahoma. Who in their right mind would do that? I also did not see this great picture of me and my happy daughters and think first, "Man my roots look so bad!". I am not that vain. I saw only their smiling faces and did not give my imperfections a second thought. I also did NOT crop my bottom out. For vanities sake! I am over all those silly insecurities. Enjoy the pics, please disregard my roots.
We're a random, unorganized, chaotic, grammatically incorrect, fluid, creative military family.
If you are a mess of a mom you are in the right place. If you are an organized, Martha Stewart style mom then don't run yet. Please step away from the label maker, put down the shelf liner and make yourself at home anyway.
My little Camo Kid is entering the bloggy world too. You can check her out being brave through all the chaos. She will give you a glimpse in what it's like growing up military.