If I lived in Tajikistan, men would bow before my unibrow

I’m behind on everything: blogging, photo posting of my beloved little people, sleeping, brow tweezing, bathing. (I smell like a mixture of regurgitated boob milk + Lily vomit, if you must know. I was blessed with both today. I should really bottle this stench, call it Abstinence, and sell it to moms of teens across America. I’d make millions.) And what am I MOST behind on, you ask? Cleaning. That one’s gotten waaay out of hand. My house is gross. Grosser than gross…as in, the five second rule no longer applies here. We’re down to maybe three seconds. Now two. We lost a second since I started writing this paragraph. I should really be cleaning. Or at least bathing. Or tweezing.

Priorities.

Speaking of bathing, I’m not sure how other moms do it, but I learned with Lily that the secret to body cleanliness + doing your hair and makeup and miscellaneous bathroomy stuff lies in parking a piece of baby equipment right outside the shower door, permanently. It’s our always-there bathroom hangout, and it’s perhaps THE most important baby hangout. Ever.

Here, Miles chills in the bathroom while simultaneously mastering the art of shoving his entire hand in his mouth. He’s a multitasker already, that boy.

Lily crawled into bed with us at 6:20 this a.m. She said her belly hurt. By 7:00, she was puking all over the couch. Happy Monday to us.

So we homebodied it today and made chocolate covered bananas (in my defense, I promised her at approximately 6:30 a.m. that we’d make ‘em, thirty minutes prior to PukeFest), and we also painted the above, our first ever Lily-Mama canvas painting.

Chocolate covered banana and an afternoon viewing of Strawberry Shortcake’s Get Well Adventure, the perfect pick-me-ups.

And, yes, that IS a giant airplane next to her. And a chocolate covered banana. Which she licked a little, and that was it. Poor girl.

So while I was assisting her with banana cleanup and all, Miles decided it was a fine time to roll over for the second time – at last! Too bad I missed it. Again. Accursed banana.

Last, oh, Thursday-ish we met up with a few friends at the park. Gotta love those seventy degree Arkansas February days.

Going fishing for “seaweed.”

Success!

Yeah, I know.

Unfortunately, I suffer from the same butt crack affliction.

Bug.

A really cool one. Obviously.

On Friday, we headed to JumpZone.

Miles and Ashley.

Slip-sliding with Addi.

Lily’s back there somewhere.

And on Saturday, we got to go to our pal Autumn’s first birthday party.

Crafting with friends.

A hug for Addi.

Dancing girls.

Nap time.

Frosting time.

Autumn + Mommy and Daddy.

Autumn + cake!

We broke out Miles’s exersaucer over the weekend. He’s a fan.

What is he NOT a fan of? Rice cereal. He had his first taste of the stuff a few days back, and he pretty much just cringes over and over again and spits it out. I’ll give him some actual veggies and all in a few weeks. I’m gonna attempt to make his food myself. Poor guy.