17

17-This is the number of times that I have tripped over my sweet, adorable, clingy 2 year old in the last 24 hours.  It's probably a much bigger number, but 17 will just have to do.  I have just been calling him BabyKoala for the past few days.  Nate climbs me like a tree and holds on for dear life.

We have the sickies, sneezies, and coughies over here-along with ear infections for both of the monsters.  So, we are as much fun as a bag o' glass.

The kids are actually getting tired of watching tv-never thought that would happen.

So we are off to have a snowball fight in Ben's room with all of the wrapping paper torn from our presents on Christmas morning.

Hope you are less snotty wherever you are!