i promise it will get easier.
i have no idea what planet they were from, but they had clearly never had two two year olds at the same time! sure, i'm not waking up in the middle of the night to nurse twins. they can hold their heads up and sit up (and stand and walk and run and jump!). they can mostly communicate what they need/want...simultaneously.
but easier...?
no. it's just a different kind of challenge!
and while there's no way it's easier, it's absolutely just as crazy, fun, unpredictable, unexpected, never dull, always keep you on your toes...
...and an utter and complete blessing to be their mama.
but i'm not going to lie...it's not easy to be joyful always.
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one unusual afternoon when the little girls just wouldn't nap, i let them continue laughing and giggling and playing in their room. i figured they were in their beds jumping up and down and being silly...in their individual beds.
but i could have never imagined what i was about to walk into:
addie and i went in to find both girls behind the window shade playing..
i started to say, why does it smell like...
...diaper rash cream.
and i turned on the lights and screamed.
not a little girl squeal. an oh-my-word-what-on-the-earth-is-that-what-have-you-done-there-are-no-words scream!
they were covered in it.
and the bed had been painted in it! 
and they knew they were in trouble...

but what i knew was that no punishment was needed.

because it would be spent in the bathtub for an hour trying to get it out of their hair...

it wouldn't come out. not with shampoo. not with dawn.
it took googling it. patting it with baking soda. letting it dry. rinsing it with coke. repeating. rewashing it with dawn. repeating it all. rinse. repeat. rinse. repeat.
you get my point?
and anne perry still looked like she'd just stepped off the set of an 80's movie, shiny curls and all!

so before all of that washing took place, i told them they had to let me take pictures and they couldn't touch anything. then i drug them out to the front porch and texted a few pictures to daddy...and told him to come home asap!
easier?
no way; but it's never dull, always entertaining, mostly exhausting, never predictable, always unexpected.
and a constant, consistent blessing.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:9
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apparently a few of these pictures have been emailed, texted and shared with people we know and don't know...and they've served as a source of giggles, laughter, chuckles, and thank-goodness-that-didn't-happen-to-me!
now i can laugh about it. then. not so much.
happy friday, friends!









































