(Yeah, they're topless. It's hot and they're messy and I've had it up to HERE with laundry anyway.)
And moments like this, I wonder how I ever lived without a baby girl to wrap in a fuzzy pink bunny towel.
And moments like this, I wonder what must go through a toddler boy's head. "I'd like to watch my show now. And I think I'd enjoy my show watching more thoroughly with a (creepyass) monkey on my head. Indeed, I think I'll do just that! Watch a show with a monkey on my head!"
And moments like this one, where my baby girl looks at me like I'm just about the neatest person in the whole wide world ... I melt. I'm the luckiest. Even if she is teething (YES, REALLY) and napless and waking me up more times a night than should be legal. Still ... oh, so lucky.