Please tell me that it is okay for kids to look like little orphan Annies all summer long.

Nobody ever has a matching outfit on, the babies live in onesies with the diaper ruffles always hanging out, Luke draws all over his face and I don't even notice, baths are not on a daily basis anymore, I have seen Jude eat a few dust balls and dried leaves from the floor and Luke came downstairs in boxers and a belly shirt the other day. When I told him to change he said that these were the only clean clothes that fit him.

I think that summers end will be a good thing for us. We apparently need some sort of routine.

An easier way to load the babes up and down the stairs.

I put the babies in the laundry basket one day and as I was taking this picture, Luke stormed up the stairs shouting "I have always wanted to do that and you never let me do anything fun like that!" Then he ran into my bedroom and slammed the door. The whole doorknob fell out and he was locked in the room for thirty minutes.

Oh the drama. All because of a laundry basket. Times like these make me think that I might not be cut out to be a mother to girls.