Boring…yeah right.

I was on the phone with Paul while nursing the baby.

Something I do a lot.

The nursing the baby part that is.

I look over to the kitchen and I can tell see that something is off…I tell Paul,

“CRAP. I gotta go. One of the kids got into something.”

I sigh, set the baby down and go take a looksee to confirm which child did it.

He made no effort to run. He smiled at me as a matter of fact.

He was hugging me and telling me, “I sowwee Momma.”

And then I got to cleaning.

If ever you were wondering if I was ever bored at home with all my kids.

Yeah…right.