Why I don't blog much anymore.

I remember as an early blogger being disappointed when my friends or cousins stopped blogging, or blogged less, cause it was always fun to see what was happening in their lives. I wondered what kept them from continuing their posts. Recently (i.e. since Bennett), I have noticed a steep decline in my own blogging. This morning (and afternoon) while editing photos and updating the Thanksgiving post, this is what happened: 

I thought the Cheerios that Lucy is too good for was a nice touch.

Lincoln also fell off the back of the couch in our living room and chipped his tooth.

A closer look. His poor dry cheeks. 

And this is what I look like at 2:04 PM. Still in my pajamas.

So, I apologize for being a little sparse with the postings, but this is why. Maybe after baby number 3, I'll disappear altogether.