I do hate rocks

So much going on here, so little time to get it all written down. My heart is aching right now for my sweet little Amelia, who once again is sick and teething. I feel like this helpless mother who can't do anything while she suffers through this. Her little listless body laying on me, smiling through chills, as those mean old teeth try to make their way through. I never feel more helpless than when my children are sick. I go into freak out, anxious, nervous mode and can't gather any knowledge together that makes sense. Oh, I do hope this passes quickly.

My sisters were here for a couple of days last week. We all went to kickboxing together, which was lots of fun. Lots of walks to our little shops, ice cream was delicious, and shopping was fabulous. What's better than leopard flats - which we all bought! Lots of other great deals - I'm ready for an exciting outing that I can wear all my cute things.

We're in the mist of a rather large project here - details to come - but let me just say - moving five truck loads and a trailer of rocks is seriously not fun, many hands make light lighter work and I have an incredible family, I don't like icky neighbors, they make me nervous, and soaking under the stars is going to be amazing!