I feel terrible that I haven't been around to post, but it seems dating Texas is a full time job. Every time I turn around there is another family function going on. I love all of it, but I've started to realize I'm not getting my stuff done. My house is going to be taken over by laundry and dust bunnies if I don't scale back. Thankfully Texas gets it and promises that after this week things will settle down (we'll see). Most of you know that my family is relatively small. Just my parents and my two siblings mostly. Everyone else lives far away. My mom supplemented our lack of family with close friends who became more like family than the distant relatives that live elsewhere. I'm forever grateful to her for that. I have some of the most amazing people in my life because of this. The struggle I have now is keeping up with all of Tex's family events. Knowing when they are, arranging babysitting if needed. Remembering to shower, digging through my clothes to find something to wear. I don't think I've ever been so worried about what to wear in my life. Silly I know, but I worry.
So what you've missed during this chaotic social storm is that Annie is now mother to three baby toads, and when I say baby I mean baby. They are smaller than my thumb nail, can only eat baby ants, and are the cutest things ever. Today Annie insisted on taking them to playgroup with us, and thanks to the critter container from Texas, Annie was able to do just that. So don't be surprised if you see us showing up places with a container full of baby toads, and thank you mom for housing them at your house. I'm feeling a little overrun with animals right now.
Other than that, there's not much going on. I'm still trying to figure out how to keep up with my life. Annie still hasn't passed the 30 pound mark, and Banjo has yet to sit on command.
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I love the baby toads living at my house. It's the ants I'm not sure about. Annie is such a good mom the babies haven't left her side all afternoon.......THE PRINCESS AND HER TOADS! There has to be a storybook somewhere.
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