Kaia and I are exhausted. It reminds me of when I was 25 and I asked my dad why my hair hadn't started to turn gray like his did at the same age. He responded, "Son by the time I was 25, you and your sister were giving me gray hair." As wonderful as Guthrie and Zevon are, they aren't all that great in the sleep department. They take turns on who will sleep through the night and who wants to party. (It works great for them.) The last few days with no Grandma help have really been a test of our sanity.
To compound the getting rest issue we are going with cloth diapers. They are more work, but worth it when you figure our boys go through nearly 170 diapers a week. I really like them. Between our cloth diapers hanging on a line and our neighbor's chickens, the street almost feels like we're in the country.
The latest in backyard decorating
2 comments:
Sweet mercy. That clothesline is epic.
OMG I am WAY too self-serving to do that!!! You two are amazing!
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