I was hopeful that I would find some time to sit down and write out my thoughts...
I was obviously wrong.
This two and a half age exhausts me.
Physically and mentally.
Pretty Girl is very much an independent little girl.
Which is wonderful, until I need to get us out the door in less than 5 minutes. Then, watch out, the fight is on! Only she can put on her shoes, coat, etc...and no help is needed, Mommy!
Big Boy is a climber.
I don't even want to admit how many times I've found him mid-climb and had to take a deep breath and just take him down from where he shouldn't have been. The boy is SO silent, ninja-like, I suppose.
I remember this with Miss O., but there was only ONE of her.
Of course, now that I logged in and started a post, I can hear crying from the living room.
Nap time is over, so I'll leave you with some of my favorite pictures from Christmas Eve...
I am so very blessed, even when the days are hard!