I need a new kitchen floor.

We hung out at a friend's house today. Low key happiness. The boys ran around the backyard and after about an hour, were completely naked and filling a pool with water. It's so hard to keep them clothed.

We got home and Bee threw a tantrum. Everything was wrong. I found his pacifier, (sue me), and gave it to him. Then I found this.

Too Much Target

Pacific Standard Time

I sleep, you sleep, we all sleep for ice cream!

Sometimes after playgroup even an ice cream sundae can't keep Bee from falling asleep. It's 4:30 and the bowl on the table is full of ice cream.

It's oh so quiet...

Looks like someone had the funnest playgroup ever.

P.S. Yes. I totally cleaned that nasty dog door after this.