My Survivor Toddlers

Yesterday, I was not feeling well. I woke up and my entire body was in pain and I was extremely nauseous. Immediately I panicked, I'd be home with the kids all day by myself while feeling like death. I asked Ricky to feed them before he left to work and put in a movie for the kids. Then I settled in on the couch and asked Noah to watch his sister while mommy slept...

Don't get all crazy on me people, I didn't actually fall asleep! But, over the next 4 hours I let my kids stay in their pajamas, ransack my house, stay in a poop diaper for an hour (Maia finally brought me a diaper and and wipes and asked to be changed), watch 3 movies, run up and down the stairs, resolve their own battles, and eat spaghetti that they found in their diaper bag (I think it had been in there for two days. I prayed that they wouldn't get sick from it...God answered). It's good to know that my toddlers are survivors and can fend for themselves...a least until nap time.