Art of brushing your teeth one handed

So for the past two days, I have been reminded of the art of brushing your teeth one handed. Not just one-handed, but with a 7 month old in one arm and a 2 yr old running between your legs. It's not all that hard, but it is one of those moments where you think of your husband sitting at a desk at work probably leaning back in his chair, having a good morning chuckle with a coworker while casually sipping a cup of coffee, hot cup of coffee, I'm sure (although I am not familiar with what that is these days). And you think, he got to brush his teeth with two hands, he has no idea how lucky he is. And then you have to remind yourself that you are super lucky and blessed and all of those things to have 2 healthy happy little ones even if it means you have to brush your teeth with one hand. And it's not always fun to remember that, but it is true...I guess I could wake up earlier tomorrow before the little one's wake up to brush my teeth with two hands?? But that would mean sacrificing 2 minutes of "sleeping in"...which I would rather just brush them one handed....

Rare Moment

Both girls went down for an afternoon nap within 5 minutes if each other. This is rare. Now I am sitting on the couch with a list of a million things to do and yet I am FROZEN... Too many things to do...I know I don't have enough time to do any of them probably and so I am just trying to enjoy a glass of water and a cup of tea before Ava wakes back up! At least I got one thing done.... New blog!! :) here I will be posting various small topics as they come up in life! These will be short and sweet with a picture usually... Probably of Chloe or Ava.... Of me? N'thanks...you're welcome!