The craziness always seems to hit the Sclaters at exactly 4pm.
(wresteling, fighting. lack of sharing, all around hyperness)
& ensues until they fall fast asleep.
Its at 4pm that I feel in over my head!
But by 8pm my heart is full
Ive forgotten about all the broken dishes,
colored on furniture,
grass stained pants...
By 8pm Im just happy to be Mommy to
3 crazy pumpkins.
(can you tell which pictures I took with my ole kodak point & shooter? I dug her back out toady.)