I favorite part of the day with my kids, is evening. I love snuggling with the sweetly smelling, freshly bathed and relaxed version of them. I love telling them silly bedtime stories and singing the same calming songs my mom sang to me. Then covering them up and kissing their heads and turning on dream machines.
It's like a Rockwell picture, People. Pure and sweet.
Now, it doesn't always go this way. Some days are more, "Go the Fuck to Sleep," than "Goodnight, Moon".
But yesterday was a picture perfect day.
After checking on them a couple hours later, I go and get ready for bed myself, still basking in the glow of how absofreakinlutely adorable my spawn are.
And as I'm laying down on my side, I slowly stretch out my arm under my pillow........
and it runs right smack dab into an ENORMOUS pile of wet spaghetti.
I guess picture perfect isn't our style!
Happy Hump Day, my lovelies!!