When I can't hear Nic babbling to himself I immediately know something is up. And usually that something is trouble. A too quiet house is never a good thing, unless the boys are away, then quiet is good! Oh so good.
The other day I found Nic covered in toilet paper. He had a look on his face that said I know I am probably not suppose to do this but I had a lot of fun mom.
These boys of mine are exhausting but worth every ounce of sleep I miss out on. Well, most of the time.
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