If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane.

Lets just preface this by saying that my love for my children burns like the fire of a thousand suns. That being said, I'm pretty sure their energy level is right on par with those thousand suns.

Oh. My. Gosh.

I think they're trying to put me in an insane asylum. Daniel has been gone for the past 3 days, but it really started early Sunday with some real off-the-wall crazy behavior for Logan. Blake is just in that insane climb-on-everything phase. I don't know if I can keep up!

My house has been turned into a zoo. The couches are disheveled from two kids climbing on top of them/over them/under them, my dining room table has been dusted by tiny butts, and there's crumbs and playdoh littering the floor. The bathroom floor is probably still soaked from last night's epic "wave pool" and I have rice stuck to my shirt from today's lunch at La Granja. We were nearly kicked out of story time for a massive tickling/wrestling session.

I turned my head away while washing my hands after yesterday's potty visit and I heard a scream and a splash. Logan and Blake both looked pretty guilty. I'm not really sure what happened, but the bathroom floor had some puddles and Blake's face and arms were wet. Ay yi yi.

For now though, all is quiet. Nap time has commenced and I will regain my sanity with this diet coke and Klondike 100 calorie bar.