Frog Hands

Abby came to me today "Mom! I have frog hands!"

Me: "Frog hands?"

Abby: "They're sticky!"

The babies? Well they have their moments where they feel ok... but I see this a lot... they are not feeling well at all and today was rougher than I had seen them in awhile. Of course if they are feeling like I am right now...
Good grief it never ends.

We are moving towards sippy cups and so far it hasn't gone too bad. I did give them bottles tonight for bed because they were looking so awful. Kara just sat and sat and sat with me. 

(Kiley with her juice... apparently her sippy wasn't good enough)

Last night I was feeling very overwhelmed about things, and just in general. Abby had gotten her second pair of pajamas wet by playing in Feebee's water and I was so completely defeated that I just started crying and crying and crying. The only reason I'm mentioning this is is because Abby and her sweet soul was absolutely distraught that I was sobbing. She tried to get Tom to come help and I could hear her saying "Oh no, mommy's really crying. My mommy is so sad."

Then she came back upstairs pats me on the back and says "It's ok boy." 

It's really hard to cry when you are laughing. 

Of course even with the silly things she says I still was feeling rather down and though I wasn't crying Abby didnt leave me the rest of the night. She sat by me and watched Curious George with me until 10 o'clock at night. Just cuddling with me. 

I told her I loved her

She told me not to cry.