The rain has turned to snow.  It won't stay, I know it won't, but I'm still insulted.  I'm going to put Charlotte down for a nap, close all my curtains so that I don't have to watch it snow, and go fold a load of clean fluffy diapers.  Fluff is my therapy these days.

Nothing like warm chunky milk running down my arms, between my breasts, and splashing on to my pants.   Wednesday we went through five outfits each, today we're only on number two so that's not bad, right?  I think I do more trips to the washing machine than trips to the bathroom these days ( Read more... )

I washed sheets and made our bed.  I looooove crawling into bed between cool, clean sheets.

I washed and folded towels (fluffy towel <3)

I took Julia to the park and visited with
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