My sister's three of four children (yes, that is a correct total number- I know, I know!) are here with us this week along with my mom. The kids have spring break, my sister doesn't, so my mom agreed to watch the kids...by bringing them here...to my house. Did I mention there were THREE of them?
I work from home so I holed myself up in the only room in the house that seemed to somewhat escape the shrieks of three elementary aged children- my bedroom while the kids entertained themselves for a while.We had a freezer delivered yesterday and that box made for a great play fort today. Here is Shelby putting her artistic touch on the walls and moving her stuff in. 
And no clubhouse would be complete without a sign. Here is Shelby's special sign.
In case you can't read her sign, it says "No boys allowed unless Shelby says." Poor Bill, being the only boy in a house of girls I can't help but think this isn't the only time he'll see a sign like this. Oh, wait...I just used one last week. Nevermind.
We let the kids play in the hot tub after dinner. We aren't heating the pool yet so we just had the hot tub (aka "kiddie pool" to them, I'll leave out what Bill and I call it *blush*) set fairly low. Reagan decided it was too cold and stayed in about a minute. She had a better time throwing the beach balls around.
Good to see my $90 scuba mask is going to good use...
We had a couple of daring, thirsty birds join us.
Just before bedtime the kids decided to read Reagan a story.
Most definitely no need for CIO tonight, but Reagan has been great every night anyway. Reagan was so worn out she carried herself to bed, crawled in, and passed out. I don't think she has even so much as twitched since she collapsed in bed. I think I'll go do the same. Oh wait, there's bottles to wash and assemble. Crud.
But at least my mom is here to help. My mom agreed to take Bailey on the night shift last night. Bill and I were so excited because she's still getting up two times during the night and we haven't had a good night's sleep since before she was born. Bailey went down at 10pm and my mom slept in Bailey's room so that she'd be right there when Bailey woke up. Bill and I did have a good night's sleep, it just wasn't long enough. When Reagan woke up at 6am this morning I took her downstairs to get milk and there was my mom heating a bottle for Bailey. I asked, "How did she do last night?" My mom said, "Great! This is the first time she's been up."
Can I get a big ol' WTF y'all? Bailey never sleeps more than four hours and then my mom takes her and she sleeps eight? What karma am I reaping now?
Can I get a big ol' WTF y'all? Bailey never sleeps more than four hours and then my mom takes her and she sleeps eight? What karma am I reaping now?
