This morning was a toughy. It was like both girls wanted my attention all the time, which left me feeling like neither child got as much mommy time as they needed and I got not a second to catch my breath.
At times like this I find I have the choice to view everything with a sense of humor, or just go crazy.
Fortunately, Alethea did her best to keep me laughing.
After putting Lydia down for her morning nap, I hurried back downstairs to rejoin Alethea at the breakfast table. As my feet hit the bottom step, Alethea called out to me, “Drink yogurt!”
Turns out that since Mommy wasn’t there to scrape down the sides of the bowl, Alethea took matters into her own hands.
At least it was bath day anyway!
Now we know what Peter would look like with a handlebar mustache!