"Don't Play in Your Brother's Spit-Up!"

"We're a nice Catholic family, we don't read naked!" (Alexander)
A typical day in our home....
The babies' personalities are blossoming nicely...and their energy seems never-ending....They NEVER seem to stop, going from one thing to the next. When they first became independent~crawling & playing by themselves I decided that I would attempt to teach them one new thing each day. Now, I just try to make sure that they tire themselves out so I can get small repreives during nap & bedtime! I "used" to be a professional...leaving the house every day highly polished, ready to conquer the world...(at least the world of Hospice) & knowing that once the day began I'd have to solve the many dilemmas put in front of me. And yet, I was never so exhausted at the end of the day as I am with my "current position"! I also never had as much fun!! In the past few days it has become apparent to me that sentences I can't possibly believe are coming out of MY own mouth......(To Evan)"Don't hit your brother in the head with the doorstop!".....(To Alexander)"Don't play in your brother's spit-up!"(To both babies) "Come here & let me get the dog food out of your mouth!" And my favorite was Matthew's (To Alexander who decided to read after his bath)..."We're a nice Catholic family...we don't read naked!" Yesterday, at one point I was wondering if the day would ever end....and then shortly after I couldn't believe my babies are already a year old...I wondered where the time has gone...and then I began to feel sad thinking about the time when they'd be off in the worldnot needing me...Luckily, Evan found the doorstop and was heading for his brother's head~no time for sadness now!!