That is why . . .
Ellerie is currently running around in her "pwitty soos" (translation- pretty shoes) . . . and nothing else.
Ethan emerged from his solo bath time with a chocolate ring around his mouth. When I asked him if he had washed his face, he replied, "Yeah, mom!" all the while smiling with that crooked, chocolate moustache. I think not!
I didn't flinch when Ab removed all of the cushions from my sofa and built a massive fort in my living room. Though the site of all of the bits and pieces of crud in my couch was actually offensive, I was waaaaaay more excited to find my tube of missing mascara. My eyes have been naked for days!
There are dishes in the sink, crumbs on the floor, and a laundry volcano that is ready to explode, yet, I am choosing not to touch or engage any of it.
So, all in all, it is an insane evening around here once again.
I am so blessed!