I'm falling more and more behind on documenting my memories here on our family blog. I've got pictures coming out of my ears and I can't seem to get ahead. I just sat down to blog but cannot find the energy. The twins are more fun than ever but really in truly drain any and every ounce of whatever you want to call it out of me. This is the first chance I've had to sit down today. Even my mind is exhausted. My body feels like its sinking into the couch; like I'm on drugs or something. I'm scared to go out the front door anymore. The ladybugs are fast and they take off in different directions squeeling with delight. Very cute but nerve-wracking to no end. It's just the age. (daring, demanding, want to do it themselves! determined, busy, into everything, FAST runners, selfish naturally, independent, feisty, and beyond curious) So I took advantage of having help the other day, as I knew her experience with twins and trips, and returned early only to hear her say "this is beyond my capability. I'm sorry" At that, I could only laugh. I'm planning on doing a roast for tomorrows dinner menu so once I get that going in the morning I should be able to have a few minutes during the girls nap after I fold two loads. This is good. I can't really think. Poor Shane. I'm like a walking zombie some evenings. Straining to focus. Other nights I'm on cloud nine because the girls were 'so easy that day'. Life is busy but I swear we are happy 90% of the time. maybe 91% of the time. I wouldn't trade my life with another for all the money in the world. Hearing the words "Oh no! Mommy! Mommy Help!" earlier tonight at Costco and then a few hours later "I love you mommy. Thank you" as four little arms wrapped around my neck after bedtime prayers tonight was priceless. I was reminded that I am undeniably the center of my daughters' universe and that my heavenly father loves me. GOODNIGHT...it never felt so good to write such a word.