Mushier than a milk-soaked Cheerio {14 Days of Fluffy Stuff}

Hi peeps!

It's the last day of this series! Hooray! We made it! Blogging every day for two weeks is really difficult for me. I'm just not one of those people who can do things all ... reliably.

Which is probably the only reason I'm not wildly famous ... ;-)






Anyhoo, I wanted to take this opportunity to get all mushy on you. I love my babies. I love my husband. I love my family. I love my life.

There are things that could be better. But there are also things that could be worse.

Sometimes I forget I wouldn't change a thing ... okay, maybe a few things (cellulite, zits, stretch marks the size of the Mason Dixon line, et cetera)

And then this Aerosmith song, the epitome of cheesy love, pops into my head and I realize I need to enjoy every minute of this short, short life ...

... so I can spend it watching semi-creepy music videos like this ... are his sleeves made out of feathers? 
WHY?

I also realize Steven Tyler probably never took care of babies 'cuz all I WANT to do is close my eyes and fall asleep, if only for three consecutive hours.

Despite the difficulty, I'm happy to say I am in love with life. Celebrating that is what I think this holiday should be about.

Also, chocolate. LOTS AND LOTS OF CHOCOLATE!

Happy Valentine's Day!