…or should I say, The Victims?!?!
My son was born in 2003.
He never slept a lot and fit the mold of the “active” baby. Yay for me!
As I adjusted to life with him, I completely understood why sleep deprivation was a form of torture.
He continues to keep my hoppin’. Presently he’s obsessed with Pokemon Go.
My daughter was born in 2006. She was the World’s Sweetest Baby!
But then she became a toddler and all hell broke loose.
I admire her fierce devotion to her big brother.
She loves singing, animals, and wants to grow up and become a rock star veterinarian (you go, girl!).
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On this blog, I may get sarcastic and snippy at times, but there are plenty of other times when I may gush. I love my kids to pieces and am grateful for them, my husband, the cat, and even our frogs. Thanks for reading!