I am not going to lie. This past week has been a rough one. Between having a three year old who just loves to test the limits and a one month old {yes, you read that right, he’s a month old already} who is going through a growth spurt, it’s been rough.

From the lack of sleep and lack of patience, my husband and I have been looking at each other and saying “What the hell were we thinking?”. I mean, who’s idea was this really?

Just as I’m about to throw in the towel and think of a life without children, they go and do something cute.

Like a gassy smile…

…or a silly face… 

…or love on each other. 

That’s all it takes.
And I fall in love all over again. 



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