Cleaning and cooking can wait ’til tomorrow.
For babies grow up, as we’ve learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep,
I’m rocking my babies, and babies don’t keep.
Any day with you two cute munchkins is a fan-flippin-tastic day. And in case you forgot. Both of you are my driving force, the skip in my step and the breath to swell my song.
I. Adore. Both. Of. You. To. Pieces.
*Photo by me. Special effects by Picnik.