...everything is crazy and we both cry and are hungry and tired and need snuggles.
...everything is messy; okay,a lot of times everything is messy.
...everything is so, so exhausting that mom and dad wonder what on earth to do.
But every once in a while, its all good. No one is hungry or tired (except mom and dad-they are always tired), we are playing nicely together, and mom and dad burst with that one-of-a-kind sort of giddiness that happens when the two little tornados you created are happy together.
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