Confession Time

I have totally fished out snacks while cooking to deter the screaming fit my toddler has just to cook in a more peaceful environment (it's still not peaceful, but it is a step closer).
I have let my kids fall asleep in their day clothes.
I suck at teaching my kid math. His dad helps.
I haven't done my own nails in about 6 months.
And I generally just feed my toddler off my plate. She hardly eats anymore so it's easier. She does the bird thing where she eats all day long but never in big portions. I figure it's fewer dishes.

Love it when they sleep

Okay. My oldest is six. And I still look down at him sleeping and think, "awww... look at him being so peaceful." Though I admit it is easier to admire the newest baby (who is now 16 months old) when she is konked out since she looks like a baby doll.
But when both the kids pass out and it's a decent hour, my husband and I celebrate. We watch them sleep for a minute than watch a movie or talk about random things or whatever.
I am one of those people who gets the most done past sundown. I run around all day picking up disasters, cooking things, homeschooling one, and playing games. I also still have a milk monster who nurses more when she teethes which seems like a lot.
So when the kids are out, it's easier to convarsate without interruptions, to actually organize something without little hands trying to get into it, to finish a craft involving paint, and to watch a movie about a president killing vampires.
But at least once a night, I watch my kids sleep for a few minutes just to see how much they have changed in a day.