My sweet babies...at the end of the day, when life just seems to want to be completely uncooperative, these two make everything ok. No, it doesn't matter that Ivy just decided to spit all of her chocolate milk onto the kitchen floor because she was pretending to be a whale...and no, it doesn't mater that Nolan successfully peed directly into his mouth while I was changing him. They are perfect.
Perfect, I tell you.
