FOUR years!

Happy FOURTH birthday PlusOneWeeBEAN&aBuggy!

I've been blogging and learning about myself on this site for 4 years.
4 years!
WOW!

From knowing nothing about blogging to running 2 blogs, a website… and a wee photography company of my very own, I feel like I've journeyed a long long way.  Still so far to go. but who knows if I'll ever get to where I want to be.
This little blog was started as a way to document our wee Bean's adventures.  I continue to do that through photos and thoughts and recipes… now it has become the circus adventures of Wee Bean & little Sis Buggy.  We are indeed a circus most days.  How do people have 3, 4, 5 kids?! Seriously!!

I'm not a writer, I'm not great with words.  I don't have a desire to write a book or even learn how to be a better writer, I just like to take photos and share them.  I think I'm sharing them anyway.  Who knows who reads this lil ol blog of mine anyway.  Is it just my Mom and Mother in Law?

Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my PlusOneWeeBean&aBuggy.  Thank you for all you do for me, the Mumma!



Saint Patrick's Day always makes me think of two special people.  My Irish Grandpa PATRICK, may her rest in Peace playing his fiddle and singing My Irish Eyes, and my Mom (a wee Leprechaun herself) who I guarantee, as I write this, is staying up a bit later playing a wee ditty on her harmonica.

Happy Saint Patrick's Day.
I hope you shared a few prayers for the Saint Patrick, drank a green beer (or three), and sang Tura Lura until you fell asleep!

My Mom (the Leprechaun) sings this and I sing it to both my littles everyday.  My favorite version of TuraLura.

TWO year journey.

My PLUSONEWEEBEAN adventure continues to heal me, love me, challenge me, and bring out the best in me.
My blog is officially two years old as of last night.
I spent the day doing what I love.  Cuddling my little, sipping tea with my big, and shooting all kinds of photos.

HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY PLUSONEWEEBEAN.
Thank you for the tour thus far.
We are just getting our groove on.

And in honor of St. Patrick's day I say prayers to my Irish Grandfather, Patrick.
He was indeed special to me in ways I'll never be able to explain.
We sipped Pepsi, ate wagonwheels, and swapped stories and songs most Sunday afternoons before I went back to college residence.
Love you Grampa Pat!

HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!!

TOO RA LOO RA LOO RA!
That's an Irish Lullaby...

Over in Killarney, Many years ago, Me mither sang a song to me In tones so sweet and low. Just a simple little ditty, In her good ould Irish way, And I'd give the world if she could sing That song to me this day. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Hush, now don't you cry! Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, That's an Irish lullaby.

Oft, in dreams I wander To that cot again, I feel her arms a huggin' me As when she held me then. And I hear her voice a humin' To me as in days or yore, When she used to rock me fast asleep Outside the cabin door. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Hush, now don't you cry! Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, That's an Irish lullaby.