But they aren't. For every time Javi sucks his teeth or slams into the things he passes so as to show me his disproval, there is a moment of hilarity or kindness or joy.
Like yesterday when he and Bella were up at the crack of dawn after we got home late from the lake the night before (which pushed bedtime back an hour or so). It was all I could do get them breakfast and turn on the tv before collapsing on the couch for a cat nap.
When I woke up a bit later, there was this:
And this:
And when the novelty of dressing up in her big brother's clothes wore off, there was this:
Yes, parenthood -- alas, adulthood -- is tough and requires a lot of emotional and physical juggling. But it's worth it. I promise.
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