Those days when the laundry gets thrown behind the couch.

It's one of those days. Not exactly the everyone-crying-together days; I haven't had one of those since the zombie-like tired of the early months. But you know, the toddler equivalent. This is the best age I can imagine right now. But for most of the same reasons, hard days are also really hard-- if not for … Continue reading Those days when the laundry gets thrown behind the couch.

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A day in the life at 15 months

A fellow twin mom, whose boys are younger than Lucy and Catalina, and I were talking a few days ago about what life with eight month old twins is like. I was assuring her there is a light at the end of the tunnel that is the clingy, halfway-mobile, constantly-eating months. But when I tried … Continue reading A day in the life at 15 months