this is what our life is like these days.
pictures are always blurry
toilet paper is no longer kept on its roll
toys are taking over our living room
books do not stay on the shelf
diapers never stay in the basket
the tv remote has disappeared at least once
kitchen and bedroom drawers have been emptied
post-animal cracker goo is streaked across the bottom cupboards at a certain height. i never want to
wash them away.
doors are shut and opened over and over again
every time the fridge is opened a race begins
"where's noah?" is always met with a happy mini-scream
chasing after him means giggles and being caught means kisses
roughhousing brings the best laughter
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and this boy is our absolute favorite.