My morning went something like this:
1) Woke up by getting thrown up all over, in bed, by Mr. T :)
2) Received the pleasant news that June Bug (completely potty trained & has been doing great at night time too) had had an accident in the night.
"But it's okay, Mom, because I changed my clothes all by myself! Can I still watch a movie today?" -JB
So all before breakfast I had a nice pile of laundry to tackle.
On top of the three, no make that four, baskets I already have lined up to fold today.
Husband said something kind of funny last night before bed. It was really late, so I'll cut him some slack for that. But he came to the AWESOME conclusion that I'd have to do laundry. Every day. Probably for the rest of my life. So cool, huh??!
But you know what, that's okay. Because it's all so worth it. I love my life. And it's exactly what I always wanted. Being called a wife and mom is seriously sweet.
At least I'm learning to become less surprised with the amount of laundry we have to keep up with around here :)
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