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Hello from Crazy Town

Ever have one of those weeks where you aren't sure if you are coming or going? Yeah. I have. I think I've hit my wall tonight. My eyelids are being held up by toothpicks at the moment. Life has been nonstop for over a week now. I'm hoping tomorrow can return to a little normal. Diva started back to dance this week, in addition to her weekly gymnastics. The Dudes are officially 2!! More on that later because I like to drag things out a while :/ I babysat my sweet little 7 month old niece on Wednesday and decided I had 0% desire to have another baby. But, I did remember how easy one baby can be. Wow! The Dudes have been r-o-t-t-e-n this week. OMG! Make the screaming stop!!! Someone. Help. Please! I'm begging. The screaming. The crying. The CLIMBING ON EVERY FREAKIN' THING THEY SEE.  Whether we are in public or not. Super embarrassing. I'm trying really hard not to go completely crazy mom on the Dudes, especially when we are out in public. This is getting harder by the day. I am not handling things calmly this week. I feel like I am slipping deeper and deeper into crazy town. We did the Tulsa Mother's of Multiples sale yesterday and today. I volunteered to be on the sale committee. So. I spent most of the week hanging and tagging my stuff and then spent the remainder of the week working at the sale. My Friday and Saturday were consumed with it. However, if I'm being honest, it's not that bad to be down there all day those 2 days. I get to hang out with some really great people who I have a lot in common with! The worst part is not seeing my kids for 2 days and stuff around the house kinda goes by the wayside. However, since I have apparently boycotted cleaning this past week that's no biggie. Who needs to clean their house? Phtt. That's lame. I posted this picture a while back, but thought it was appropriate for how I was feeling this week. How was everyone elses' week?

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  1. Crazy week is right, but the sale is a great escape...even if chaotic :)

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