easy as pie.

Mini venting session.

I often ask myself, and my husband, "Why in the world, do toddlers have any reason to throw tantrums?" A diaper change, from poopy to clean? No. A plate of food prepared and served right in front of them? No. How about having a warm bath to sit in and afterwards, get all lathered up with lotion and dressed for an early bedtime? Heck no. Yet they do....all the time. I can feel myself losing my sanity each and every tantrum. I hear myself yell phrases that make no sense, no wonder they look at me confused! I confuse myself sometimes.

After putting the kids down, I find myself laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling and asking myself, "What in the heck happened to the old me?" That easy-going, jokester of a person? Oh, that's right....kids happened. I just wish I would have known that was the last time I was going to see her for awhile, I would have given her a proper goodbye. Seems all I do now is worry. Are they eating enough and sleeping enough? Am I disciplining them correctly? Can I let them play with that or is there a possibility of it harming them? I can feel the gray hairs sneaking up on me.

Anyways, that's the end of my rant. Random rants, yes ma'am. I am beginning to understand the old cat ladies. Cats are easy compared to kids. Easy as pie.

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Body paint.

I am working on a little craft project that includes paint and little wooden benches (given to me by my mom) for each of the kids. Once I am done, I'll post pictures. As of now, all that's been painted are little bodies instead.

Love Sac.

I hate this LoveSac. I've been trying to get rid of it for so long now but Te keeps holding onto it for some odd reason. But finally, I've found a good use for it! It doesn't change the fact that I think it's ugly and needs to be given to the dog as a new bed.....but in the meantime, this will do. "That'll do, Donkey. That'll do."

Not my Lucy.

The past couple of weeks, Lucy has been fussy, sleep resistant, and constantly refusing food and bottles (you'd think I would know why this was, having two kids already). I was secretly praying that this wasn't her new, unimproved demeanor. Thankfully, it wasn't. Her two bottom teeth poked through yesterday. My Lucy is slowly coming back to me....phew!