Everything is Sticky

So one weekend with the boys and everything is sticky! What is it about little boys that makes even surfaces they were no where near sticky. How is that possible?

Anyway, 1st weekend was a little rocky. They are really testing us and that was no fun. Saturday night after they were both in bed Brad and I talked and looked at each other and wondered what we go ourselves into. We were recaping the day and decided there most be something rewarding about parenthood otherwise the world would be full of people with only one child. There must be something to it that people would want to have more than one! I was scared that things would always be as crazy as they were on Saturday. Luckily Sunday went better, a little better. Overall, we set some good boundries and reinforced some rules.

Thursday we met their mom and that was interesting. She really wants the boys back and is working really hard to make that happen. The way I see things, she will have to move several mountains to make it happen, however, either way it is going to be a long process. After we met their mom they had a visit with her and we picked them up after. That was the 1st time we did that- it was very hard for all of us. The boys were wound up because of the sugary snacks she brought for them and the lack of structure. We finally got them to settle down and after we took them to a very fun place for dinner and Brad went to work and I had the kids overnight by myself, things went fairly well.

Tonight I picked the boys up after school and survived actually unloading groceries from the car, feeding them, making a Partylite call and getting them to bed all while Brad was at work. Really felt like a big accomplishment but I have a new respect for single parents, I don't know how they keep it together as much as the do. But why oh why is everything sticky?