I have decided to start writing this blog for numerous reasons, mostly because I have run out of room in my children's baby books to write any more about the crazy, albeit funny, things that they do. I have often likened my home life to living in a nuthouse. Anyone who has spent any time at my home would concur that as soon as one crosses the threshold into my home sanity is lacking. I have spent this Saturday night being berated about my cooking, convincing Gavin that he is NOT a werewolf and trying to understand the "mood transporter" that Paige has created with duct tape.
As I was getting ready to shut things down for the night, Paige came running through the living room with two bottles of air freshener and declared that she has created the next exercise craze: "air freshener aerobics." I shook my head and declared..."henceforth you will now be blogged about, fair warning!" I sat back and was thinking of a good title for this blog when Paige said to me, "Just remember mom, this is just a chapter in our crazy book of life, we are all just trying to find ourselves." Voila!!! A perfect title, Finding Trish. And so it begins, this is our story...
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