I'm not sure what the heck my problem was yesterday, but I was Crank. Feeling put upon and martyred and stuffing myself with cheesy potatoes and staring out the kitchen window while bemoaning my mental state and feeling short with Ezra and then feeling guilty about that and then wondering "What have we done to deserve Three!" and huffing mightily when T asked if I wanted help with the laundry and about a million other emotions that not only made the day a bit of a downer for me (and T, probably) but also spelled out P.M.S. in the largest of letters. Like, super bold mega-font (wing dings if anyone knew what they hell they meant) and on fire!
Sigh.
I consoled myself in bed later knowing there would more patient days with Ezra in the future and additional Easters perhaps that won't fall slap-dab at the end of my vicious cycle.
In the meantime, I snapped a bunch of pics without me in them because oh my jesus my skin.
An Easter combined with PMS can kiss my grits. Just sayin'.
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Adorable pictures!
I am the Queen of Martyrdom when I am PMSing. It's ridiculous really as I rant and rave in my head about why it is I have to do EVERYTHING, ohmygoodness it is so unfair!!!
Seriously fixated on iris' little toes!
Jesus H, I have been killed DEAD by Iris's cheeks. Holy moly, she is HAMMY and GORGEOUS and I just want to smooch her cross-eyed.
Ezra is cute, too, of course, but THREE is sort of off-putting, right? We just left the threes behind and I did not shed a tear, if you catch my drift. I'm not looking forward to the Three, The Sequel with Sam.
Oh, my goodness, her CHEEKS!!! I would never get anything done if Eriana's cheeks were that chubby. I would just kiss them all the live long day.
OMG! that picture of Iris smiling! That just made my day -- a day in which email was hacked and I just spent two hours convincing Google I am me -- much, much better. Hope you're less crank today.
But surely there was ham to consume, right? =)
Cuz I ate my fair share over here.
The kids are adorable! I agree, look at those CHEEKS! My goodness!
Oh my IRIS, I want to eat that baby's cheeks!
Also, I was such a grump (stress of work/grad school stuff) today that I snarled at my kid at his T-ball game. You are not alone in the funk.
We should put our babies together to have a cheek off. Loving her smile! Hope the day got better. Toddlers are TOUGH. I am contemplating a post about the desire to ship mine off until she has a toddler of her own and then she can come back and apologize to me for being insane.
Send Ezra to me immediately!
Damn if those aren't some cute kids!
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