ONE OF THOSE DAYS

Today has been one of those days {no pictures, just a story}...you know, the kind where you just want to rewind or go back to bed and wake up to a different day.  Evan busted his lip...the super puffy, I've been in a fight kind of lip.  The sad thing is I didn't see it happen.  The boys had gotten into one of the drawers in their dresser and I was putting everything back in.  While I was doing this Evan walked into the playroom with Jeff's old phone {now a play phone} with Ethan following right behind...I should have known what was coming.  Not 20 seconds later I heard Evan screaming so I went running into the playroom.  He was on the floor with a bloody mouth and Ethan was running in the other direction with the phone in his hands.  I'm guessing Ethan tackled him down to get the phone and Evan hit his mouth in the process.

So...we had blood EVERYWHERE...on the floor, on his face, on the towel I was trying to use on his mouth, all over his shirt from him flailing around, and all over me.  I have never seen so much blood.  I finally got him all cleaned up {his shirt is probably ruined...at least it was long sleeve, which we won't be needing for too much longer}.  Thankfully it is just his lip...gums and teeth are fine.  He is just going to have one nasty puffy lip for a few days.

We sat and watched videos on my phone for a while because it was all Evan wanted to do...no playing, he just wanted me to hold him.  Finally when all was back to normal and I was giving Evan some Tylenol I turn around to find Ethan with a Tadoodle painter in his hands and RED paint all over his mouth and face.  SERIOUSLY!!  I don't even know how he got it, but he did.  Since I was coming off of the whole bloody mouth experience I screamed and thought it was blood all over him {of all colors he had to pick up the red one}...this of course freaked Ethan out who started to cry.  I then calmed down realizing it was just paint, got him to calm down, and got him all cleaned up {luckily I'm pretty sure the paint washes out...much easier to clean than the blood}.  I so wish I had realized it was paint at first because then I would have taken a picture of my crazy child.

So by 9:30 this morning I had a kid with a busted lip, another with paint all over him, a ruined shirt and kids in their second outfit of the day.  REALLY?!?!

I was actually questioning this morning why God thought I could handle twin boys.  I felt like every time I turned around I couldn't keep up with them.  When they were babies it was hard but it was just the exhausted, I have had no sleep in days kind of hard.  Now...good heavens it really is exhausting {wonderful and awesome but also exhausting}.  I am going from the moment my feet hit the floor until they go to bed at night.  I would not be surprised if I go completely gray by next year.

I know it comes with the territory raising two boys, especially two the same age.  Today will not be the last time we have bloody lips, scrapes, bumps on the heads, paint all over the place, etc...but I'll take all of those bumps, scrapes, and craziness because it also means I get lots of hugs, kisses, playtime and laughter from the two cutest little ones I know.  Here's to hoping tomorrow is a much calmer day!