Real Life...

So we had one of those mornings where nobody (mostly me) had any desire to change into "real" clothes...

Please ignore the pile of laundry in the background...

 No matter how old you get the talking Darth Vader mask is funny

 Hey, pajamas and diapers make for less laundry... to add to the pile

 Little "forced" love...

 Still smiling!

 Curls... to cut them or not to cut them... that is the question.

Hubs says leave them, I am for the scissors...

They do scream baby (which I am holding onto for dear life), but the nice and obviously blind pretzel lady asked if Cole was a boy or a girl the other day...

 This cuteness is overwhelming...

 Took my first "baby" in for a trim today... she seems a little embarrassed and BALD

Well, I finally convinced myself that CCA was important enough for at least work out clothes (that haven't been worked out in I may add).  I DID dress the babe and G dresses himself, ran a brush through my hair and off we went to do errands after nap and before lunch...
I decided to call R to see if we could bring him lunch(wife of the year in the making).  He says let's meet at Pei Wei instead... I hesitate because of the above mentioned work out clothes, terrible hair and no make up.  But... the kids want to see Daddy and there is no way we would see anybody we know... ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha.  WRONG
Oh well, real life... 

Did I mention we have a baby goat now?!?

(on a more serious note... don't you just LOVE table toppers!?!  

GENIUS - why couldn't I invent that!?!)