The only thing I get when ordering groceries is chaos. Adam insists on flopping all over my lap and nipping my hands if they are typing and not petting.
People look at me like I’m making it up when I say I didn’t sleep good because the dog was in my way. Alex is on the left and he is the other mamas boy. His sleep basically on top of my legs all night long. Nighttime chaos strikes again. Wait-its not again if it happens every single night, right?
This is just a glimpse of the chaos my house is in.￼￼￼ replacing rugs for the day care, trying to catch up on laundry, I’m a tad overwhelmed.
And wall everything about this stuff makes me bananas, I wouldn’t ask you to take one of them away.