The nightime routine

For some reason the nighttime routine wears me out. Could it be the bartering over going to the bathroom one more time, the arguing why we cannot wear our flannel candy cane pajamas with the feet in them in July, or the drink after hug after another kiss followed by "cover me up again!" Yikes! There is always something new to try to "get" or persuade me to do. But the reward of a quiet house is worth it..........aahhh blog time.

Really nothing new here...as if you couldn't already tell. I worked until 4:30 today arresting very bad people, then picked up the girls from Dave's mom. Somehow I volunteered....was asked and couldn't say no....(when will I learn) to be in some sort of advertisement/commercial for the Child Saving Institute tomorrow morning. Then I found out I have to be in uniform! Whoops, better dig one out that fits and brush it off...hopefully I can find all of "the parts" to it or I'll be borrowing from Dave.

Actually I shouldn't complain...the girls are doing great. Lauren already has learned to roll from her tummy to her back and nearly can go from her back to tummy. She is growing so quickly which is ok because the older she gets, the more fun she is.

The other day while Dave ran into the gas station and Emma, Lauren and I were in the van, Emma started chuckling and said, "mom, you are such a jerk!" I turned off the radio and tried to hold back my laughter while I asked her who says that. She informed me that, SpongeBob says that to Squidford. Great, why can't we still be watching Sesame Street! Anyway, I haven't been called that for a couple days so maybe it is in the past.

Just some dumb pictures from the "dreaded routine."
Don't worry she handcuffed herself!