Greyson, my years of being at home or partially at home with our munchkins make me feel for you. It's tiresome, annoying, and seems endless. Plus you have the "it's so nice to be a Mr. Mom and get to spend all that time with your precious twins." And you're thinking, "Uh, I'd rather be a Wal Mart greeter or try and promote a durable plastic knife by slicing five pound bricks of cheese at various stores instead of doing the job I'm doing today."
I'm back to work. I got bit by the precious two year old. Even through two layers of clothing she left a nice bruise. My boss said I needed to show her parents. So I did. They didn't even say they were sorry. Monday we'll have 11 infants/toddlers. I'm hoping for a six foot snowfall.
The kids went fishing and caught 2 trout each. The guy who took them smoked them for us. Not too bad. Today we go for our monthly Costco visit. We're taking two icechests. I haven't been writing so I've been reading about a book a week and that keeps my mind occupied. Somehow the twenty diapers a day just wasn't doing it. Our new home is huge, but we're still in the unpacking process. We'll be ready for visitors by the end of October I think.
Love to all,
Traci
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nah I love my babies. You definitely have the tough job. Not sure I would enjoy others' babies alongside a biting toddler.
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