Okay, so I have really struggled with starting a blog. For one, I have almost no time to do such things. And the fact that I am sitting here means that something else is being sadly neglected. But since all the babies are in bed at the moment (though I am trying hard to ignore Rachel's continual antics to get out of bed), the only things being neglected are house things, like the huge pile of dishes which never really goes away anyhow. Second, I don't know that I have anything really interesting to say. After all, I spend 99% of my time in the house interacting with only my children and husband: feeding, burping, changing, bathing babies and/or preparing or cleaning up meals. That's my life. Really. It is sad but I love it. : )

So you may be wondering, if my life is so mundane, what prompted me to start this? Well, I was just thinking about how many funny things happen in my house that people without little ones may not "get" to experience, and for this reason I will blog. For example, how many of you wake up to find a two year old silently emptying every kitchen drawer and piling their contents on the floor? Or the very same two year old sitting silently, of course, in the middle of a self-made circle of diaper wipes and Q-tips, and even worse, playing happily with the diaper cream which she has smeared into the carpet and, yes, onto the cat's back. This really happened right here in our house just last week.

And as knee-smackingly funny as all of these events are (hardy har), the best was the day we found the picture you see at the top: Rachel's giraffe lovingly adorned with a pile of my panty liners. Seriously, I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried. So I say to you, this could all be yours by simply welcoming a toddler into your home. And for those who don't have a toddler handy, let me make the sacrificial offer of mine. For a small fee, that I will pay to you, you can take her for the evening and wake to one of these lovely sights. I promise you will not be disappointed. Sigh...