The title of the post was originally going to be just simply "Carousel"... but it's been one of those days. The kind where I feel like I'm riding a carousel. No, not riding a carousel. Jogging on a carousel. With my arms full.
If the previous paragraph makes no sense to you, you're probably not a mom.
Enough of my idiot ramblings. Enjoy some sugar sweet pictures of my babies. I've got to go clean some bomb-aftermath rooms.




If the previous paragraph makes no sense to you, you're probably not a mom.
Enough of my idiot ramblings. Enjoy some sugar sweet pictures of my babies. I've got to go clean some bomb-aftermath rooms.
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