Baby Barf by any other name would not smell as sweet.

I should be sleeping but I thought I should get on this computer once in a while just to make sure the world hasn’t exploded without my knowledge. I’ve been a little out of touch with things and have taken on a whole new method of doing things. It’s probably not really a method when you don’t think about it but in retrospect my days seem to follow the same pattern that could suggest possible planning: 5 am wake up and feed two babies…7 am wake up again and feed two babies…9 am try to sit up and keep my eyes open…9:30 am feed two babies…11:00 am, feed two babies, put on bra, then go for car ride to get two babies to fall asleep…get home, tip toe babies into their rooms, tip toe out…10 min. later two babies wake up and then two babies get fed. You see the pattern or method don’t you? By the way, the bra comes off as soon as I walk in the door as I have never met a nursing bra comfortable enough to wear for more than two hours. What I do in between these non-feeding times is somewhat of a blur, laundry maybe? Eat? Sleep? Stare at a dent in the wall? I do know that I’ve gotten almost the entire series of Bones watched, and am currently working on Heroes thanks to Netflix. Another thing I’m sure that I don’t do is exercise.  I’m not stating any of this with bitterness, I’m just stating fact so that if anyone doesn’t recognize me in a few months you’ll know why, or at least be prepared to meet a lady wearing stretch yoga pants, a blue oversized Old Navy tee-shirt, no bra, plastic Hawaii sandals, hairy legs, toe nails with half of the polish still clinging on, no make-up or maybe a little left of from a few days earlier, hair in either a pony-tail, messy French twist, or some strange style made up by the rubber band, and an unmistakable odor of b.o. mixed with baby barf.  Make sure that when you look upon this monstrosity as she lollops to her mail box, to notice the smile on her face and the gleam in her eye, for she is as happy as can be (just don’t try to engage her in conversations that require two syllable words or complete sentences).

 

Someone is all clean!!!!  Bubbles!

Grandma loves her brand new granddaughters!

Aunt Erin asleep with her niece…two sleeping beauties in one shot!

They caught a double rainbow but no leprechauns. 

These three boys are almost willing to say they’re excited for school to start, almost…but not quite.  Of course mommy is very excited!