I may or may not have had two cokes already today.
I may or may not still have a laundry room under construction.
And I may or may not have had 8 loads of laundry to do yesterday when Dustin plugged my washer/dryer back in for a little while. Seriously...where does it all come from?
And while I type this list I feel so silly because the little things that I let overwhelm me are just that...little.
What's big is that both of my boys are in the double digits in weight. They have graduated to 3-6 month old clothes and they are rolling over. They interact with each other more and more every day and while they already hit/scratch/kick each other, it's obvious that they are best friends (not that there's much competition). And really...I love the way that they need me. I wouldn't want it any other way.
So who cares if my clothes aren't washed, if my dishes are dirty, and if my floors need swept. Nobody else notices or remembers those things anyway.
Well, just in case you come here to see pictures of the boys and not to hear me complain...here you are:
Landon taking the very first nap in his own bed
Elizabeth got these shirts for the boys