I'm not gonna lie, the days have been kind of smooshing together here. Early wake-ups, off to school/work, home from school/work, dinner, baths, bedtimes.
Sure, scattered within that pattern are sleepy smiles, gigantic poopy diapers and an angry butt rash, Gavin instigating trouble wherever and with whomever he is...there are bedtime stories and splashing in the tub, and endless Itsy Bitsy Spider songs sung over and over and over again in the car.
There are crafts from school, little cotton ball sheep glued onto toilet paper rolls...then there are the mounds of toilet paper that someone (ahem, Zeke or Guy) feels the need to unroll every time they are left alone in the bathroom.
It's life, and it's going by in fast forward right now. I have all these ideas that I want to do with Chase and Zeke. I have flashcards and reading programs, daily conversation journals and photo books. I have really really good intentions, but not enough hours in the day to execute any of it.
I don't really know what the point of this is. Just that we're happy, but busy (which I feel like I say all.the.time.) Things are good...but hooo-eeeee am I ready for a few days off from work to be home and enjoy my family.