Sorry for the lack of photo commentary, but we are tired over here. My GOD, we are so tired. Finley is super sweet, super gassy, and super messy. On a typical night, we are up for 2.5 to 3 hours at a clip just dealing with her PRODIGIOUS bodily waste. Diaper changes can take anywhere from 3-7 diapers, because as soon as you take off her diaper the cold air stimulates her and she explosively, DYNAMICALLY poops everywhere. You can take that dirty diaper off and wait for 2 hours and she won't poop again. However, the moment you put on a new diaper, she lets it rip. Or else pees all over herself. And then waits until you clean her up and change her onesie and get settled back in bed before she vomits all over you. OMG it's insane. Luckily, she is pretty mellow throughout the process. If she were a screamer like G was I would probably need to be medicated.
Speaking of G Money, as if the 9 lb fountain of toxic waste weren't enough to occupy us, Gray has decided this month to start waking up every morning at FOUR. yes, that's right, FOUR in the morning. And then refuse to take an afternoon nap. Oh, and is probably also cutting his two year molars right now, as well. Oh, and just last week decided that shoving and pushing other little toddlers was a pretty fun pasttime. So I started putting him in time out, and instead of being upset, or feeling contrite, he thought it was hilarious! Time outs- what great fun! Argh. So we are surviving over here with two under two, but just barely. I think it's time to start drinking wine again.
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