It's been so busy around here at Waya's house that I haven't blogged for a while. It's hard to come up for air while you're running in circles with four kids and a hubbie (oh alright, he's the easy part but how do people with more than four kids do it is beyond me!). And when I get the time to sit down to write at night, my mind goes to mush, my body aches, my eyelids are half closed and nothing creative comes out.

your backyard is conversation land and Bambi visits whenever he wants

and he's joined by a family of turkeys, unaware that Thanksgiving is around the corner. Even Tyler advised them to "go away turkeys, Thanksgiving is not here yet!"

This one is so bold that he's (I'm assuming it's a he) sneaking around by the side of our garage. Somebody should give him a head's up that it's not too wise to be roaming around in day light this time of year. You think?

not shopping for Christmas or preparing for Thanksgiving , but it's a season for viruses and visits to the pediatrician around here.

After a few days of the nagging smokers-kind-of cough and fevers, I took the four kids to see the doc yesterday and was told there's a virus calls "para-flu" that's going around. It has similar symptoms like croup. ALL!FOUR!KIDS! But poor Parker has a bit of fluid in his ears, not a full-flown ear infection unless his fever reaches 100.5 degrees, which we're crossing our fingers that he won't. Poor kid's bottom two teeth are also cutting through, and he's not even five months yet!!