|Os and I feel the same way.|
|This has been my face today. Just kidding, this was Tiny's face at his first taste of cereal.|
|Yeah... They're conspiring against me.|
Anyway, my eye has been twitching all day, I forgot Tiny's spoon at supper, Little wanted to go to Braum's--not Sonic--I told him it was Sonic or no milkshake, the pets were at each other, Tiny refused to eat peas for lunch, I didn't have time to shower, our one sippy cup broke, the car wash made Tiny cry... I think I should move to Australia? (And yes, I really feel that I've written this post before.)
|This is my usual Tiny.|
|Does this say nakal or what?|
But I have to say that I had a great time laughing about it all with the Man over bbq tonight, while I sat back and let him be the parent--and it's not complaining if you're laughing about it, right? Right? And if I can ever get these boys to go to sleep, I can say that tomorrow is another day and we get to start over. But at this point I'm considering going in there with a roll of duct tape and forcing the issue.
|Little has taken an interest in canine photography. This is the best in a series of pictures of Trigger from random angles.|
|See Tiny. See Tiny pop out gleefully from under the bed.|
|Little is styling: Elmo pajamas, ski cap, and a tie made out of a belt.|
And above picture (of Tiny) is my face now that the boys are both passed out cold. Hurray! Let us celebrate with laziness and quietude!