On days like this I wonder, "What on earth am I doing staying home with these kids."
Then some sweet moments pop up amidst the chaos and give me a glimmer of hope. I hear LE tell Baby Vanilla how impressed she is that he will let her give him a (pretend) shot and bandaid. Later Baby Vanilla completely relaxed into my arms as he fell asleep for the night, so trusting and innocent.
In these moments, I have come to realize that they are both so perfect, even with their fussing and smothering, and that maybe this gig is worth it after all... The Engineer may get to escape it all a few hours a day, but really I'm the lucky one.
Beginning to social smile.
Proud big sister!