Happy St. Patty's Day

As you can probably tell, I am furiously trying to catch up my blog before my children wake up. I like to look back and remember little moments in my blog. So here is a sweet one from our recent trip to Yuma. I was trying to sneak in the last ounce of sleep when Eric walked in a mumbled something. I couldn't hear what he had said and it had been a rather long night with Holly. I said, "What you're bringing me breakfast in bed? That's great." Then I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. With some encouragement from his mother and some finishing touches from a women (the note and large strawberries) my husband brought me breakfast in bed.

 Here I am in all my glory and Holly is the little fur-ball in the corner.