I went in for the millionth time to find both of them doing this:
O.k., kidding about that part but they were yelling into the fan and giggling. I didn't get a picture of both of them doing it because Eli was smart enough to dive towards a bed when I went to get the camera.
I am convinced that I survive these stressful moments because there are moments like these:
Eli sleeping with his butt straight up in the air. Seriously, how is that comfortable?
Both of them giggling on the porch on a bright, yet cool Spring day.
Or today when Alex was mowing the "grass" (carpet) completely naked, following his bath!
and last but not least when I just went into the boy's room to tell them goodnight and I kissed Eli and said "I love you and you need to stay in bed and listen to Mommy and Daddy" to which he replied "o.k. gimmee five" I did and he said "gimmee knuckles" I pounded his little fists like he asked and then I kissed his sweet, stubborn, defiant, little, two year old, face and thanked God for these simple moments that make all the insanity worth it.