Maybe it is my house, but my laundry breeds. I am not joking. One second there is NO laundry in the hamper and the next thing I know it is full and I have two loads to do. Sometimes I think that is all I do all day. Well, and wash dishes.
I think it would be good to be a kid here. At my house. This is what they do while I waste away doing laundry.
It looks rough doesn't it?
He looks positively exhausted. Form his big morning of what? Pooping and nursing? Must have been eating his breakfast.
And even though the Xan Man looks more like his mama (only took three tries), we still have proof that he is his father's son.
Witness, the tongue hanging out of his face. Complete with spittle.
I think it would be good to be a kid here. At my house. This is what they do while I waste away doing laundry.
It looks rough doesn't it?
He looks positively exhausted. Form his big morning of what? Pooping and nursing? Must have been eating his breakfast.
And even though the Xan Man looks more like his mama (only took three tries), we still have proof that he is his father's son.
Witness, the tongue hanging out of his face. Complete with spittle.
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And the laundry? Well, I'm good about washing, constantly, but ours just never gets put away.
We have extra children here now - my 10 yo step-daughter and his 17-yo niece - and our dishwasher broke a couple months ago, and our dishes are multiplying. I swear, each extra person somehow doubles the amount of dishes we have to do. For the last week, I've been doing nothing but dishes!
(Not like 10- and 17-yo kids should be able to do the dishes or anything, but their parents would probably equate it with child abuse. End rant.)
He is not sleeping through the night yet. And my left, um side, has I think a blister or something so latch is hurting now.