Play-Doh kitties. Don't judge the messy hair and dirty fingernails, she didn't go anywhere.
Snuggle time. I suppose you can tell who is the mama's boy in this house.
What he would do all day and all night (every day), if I let him.
Pancakes for dinner- you didn't exactly catch me on a proud food day.
Putting my feet up, playing Words With Friends.
Rewarding myself with my Subway card from Klout Perks. Spawn#3 insisted on wearing red white and blue swim trunks, an orange shirt with some peyote inspired desert scene, and a plastic bag as an Adventure Time backpack. The writing on his arm is a watch.
What's on my table: markers, drawings, popcorn and a cat.
Yeah, my kids sleep until 9 in the morning- but that means this is what they look like at 10 at night.
Cleaning the guinea pig cage at 11- because what else would I be doing? Sleeping?
Got up after the kids went to sleep to do the dishes- decided to stick my head in the oven instead.
Me bloggin' it up for you, and loving my 2nd best friend (everyone knows my iPhone holds they key to my heart).
No photos- Instagram quit exporting my pictures, and then Blogger quit letting me insert said pictures where I desired. It was not pretty.
And that's it! An exciting peek into the life of Not Blessed Mama. Hope you enjoyed it!