I never slept longer than an hour and a half at a stretch last night. (Teething Baby.) Got up MUCH too early (Teething Baby strikes again) and right as I managed to knock that baby out with a boob, Crazy Toddler came busting out of her bedroom door like the po-lice and woke Teething Baby back up. If these kids make eye contact in the morning it's all over and I might as well give up the dream of sleep.
They've already made some prank phone calls, threw cereal on the floor and trashed the living room. While I was in the bathroom they removed the grates off the vents and started exploring the duct work. Seriously.
"Look, mommy! Tunnels to explore! I'm gonna go IN there!!!"
Pass the coffee please.