04 February, 2013


Currently, my our bed is covered in three loads of laundry. Piled high to the sky awaiting to be folded. When I finally got the babes down for their nap, the baby in my belly demanded me to eat, so I ate some lunch, and by the time I finished and sat on the bed to begin folding the laundry, well, I was interrupted, Porter woke up, grabbed the back of my head like a mad man and was jumping as hard as he could. He then preceded to grab diapers, towels, wipes, socks and pile them on my head. I mean, who am I to put laundry before being a human laundry stacking tower? Then this happened...(in the video below) and my heart exploded. Over and over and over again.

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