A TYPICAL DAY

There was a day last week that went a little like this:

Wake up 

Touch poop (accidentally of course)

Put out cereal for breakfast 

Get dressed, hey there new year's resolution!

Stroll the 101

Go to lunch with the kids, very exciting since we are trying to cut back on going out for lunch

Run errands to nearby stores 
Go to the grocery store

Get back to the car and realize I have had a healthy amount of pizza sauce crusted on my cheek for said errands and grocery store

Put the kids down for naps

Have a little one on one time with Carter

Rush to Naomi's room once we hear her cry

Make Naomi laugh harder that I've ever seen her

Make a pathetic dinner because Dad isn't coming home so we can

Get peed on

Put the kids in the bath

Get asked by Carter for the thousandth time where my penis is. (He is obsessed at the moment)

Get Naomi down smoother than normal, hallelujah 

Get Carter down not as smoothly

Lose my cool for a second

Take a second to recoup 

Put Carter down on a positive note, feel accomplished!

Have lots of plans for things to do while the kids sleep

Do none of them

Lay my head on my pillow to go to sleep and chuckle that touching poop and getting peed on is currently totally normal
Vow to do better the next day in lots of areas

Experience a full heart that I have the privilege of being Carter and Naomi's mom

Go to sleep feeling exhausted and happy and grateful

Just a typical day...