Saturday, February 13, 2010
The kids are at the age where they can finally take baths together. I'm not the one in the house that usually gives the baths, that's Christopher's special thing that he does with them (I know, I really did score in the husband department). Sometimes I feel guilty, for resting on the couch while I can hear the splashing, cleaning, and every couple of seconds- the discipline, going on in the upstairs bathroom. Sometimes I'll get up and do the dishes while they're up there soaking in suds, to kind of even it out? He cleans the kids, I clean the dishes? Sometimes? That way I'm not just sitting (even though I know its ok to be lazy sometimes) like a pile of unfolded laundry that's been dumped on the couch, and handing over all of the duties to the man.
Of course I'm going to say this (I get payed in dirty diapers to compliment my kids), but aren't my babies so cute? Charlie was trying to "brush" sisters hair with the comb. It was all giggles and aww's, until the hairdresser got a little rough with his client, and started banging on the tangles like a hammer hitting a nail. He is only 13 months old, after all, so we shouldn't expect him to find his chosen career path the first try anyways.
Someday, in their own eye rolling "seriously, mom?", kind of way, my kids will thank me for these pictures.