Happiness is...

cleaning poop off the hands & bum of your two year old, while
one baby is strapped to you
the other is screaming in the baby swing
and the two older sisters are fighting over who gets to jump with the broken jump rope.

Oh happy day!

One day, I will no longer be up to my ears in peanut butter & poop.
Until then, I will blog about it & be happy...
or
I could throw caution to the wind,
take Titus' Nerf gun
and start taking them older ones out with foamy fluorescent Nerf bullets.

The latter seems like more fun for all,
unless dear Addie goes the way of the dreaded hose-down....
blogging it will be.


Here are all the culprits-moments after.
All madness will stop for a timer picture.
Funny how the cross is sitting right above Addie's head, like a halo.
Her sister would say, angels do not fight over jump ropes.

Until tomorrow :)