Round Two

Ever feel like you do things two many times? My motto now, with two kids is, "It's not done until I've done it twice".

In a snapshot- cleaning those squished peas up off the high-chair, scrubbing down the chair, and giving it a good, detail cleaning... only to have Mason hand Coen (who's happily playing, not eating in the clean high chair) a handful of spaghetti sauce covered pasta. Enter second cleaning, of chair, and baby.

Diligently and carefully planting those brand new geraniums in their flower pots- carefully watering and applying Miracle Gro- only to turn around and see Mason "helping" carry the pot up the brick porch steps... "KERPLUNKKKKK", and down it goes, upside down- Miracle-Gro, potting soil, geraniums, and all. Enter second potting, as well as a good sweeping of the front porch steps.

Wrestling my squirming, squealing piglet of a baby, trying to dress him in PJ's- desperately and quickly attempting to stuff in a leg here, an arm there; only to get the other leg in, and find that he's pulled leg number one back out.

Just a few examples. I won't bore you with more. But, such is my life among the squished peas.

At times, it's hard to find the reward, and the humor among the circumstances. Other times, it's cracks me up. Depends on the day, I guess. Here's hoping it happens for you the first time around....