I woke up to two kids and a dog jumping on top of me yelling (and licking) Happy Mothers Day!
From that moment on if I went to get something, do something or ask for something - my dastardly duo raced each other to "Help" me.
It was cute for the first hour - after that the screaming, hitting, crying and the "its my turn to help mama..." got a little old.
Hubby thankfully came home early to be with me.
My BFF came by to donate her son's old clothing for my son - due to both of our son's out growing everything in sight!
|My dastardly duo!|