Snot...Everywhere....Snot!

It is rubbed across their faces, wiped on mom's shirt, smeared diagonally on Dad's cheek during a hug and embedded onto the hallway walls. Yes, it is that time of year. Spring has Sprung!! And allergy season has arrived. Daughters, I apologize that you have inherited my horrible sinuses. I wished that you would have my eyes, but not quite. Snot is SNOT my least favorite of the 7 deadly baby leakings...but, it comes close!

I hid the nose sucker (bulb syringe) because, like the dentist, it strikes fear into the hearts of my children. For they know that soon, they will be held down by not one, but 2 grown adults who will not be able to keep them from squirming and have a long, rubber object shoved ever-so slightly up one nostril to suck their little brains from their head. Second nostril, not as easy! I usually try and do at least 4 good sucks on each side, if my head can stand the horrific screams coming from the mouths of my babies. Beana is already such a drama queen that I made the mistake of asking my husband where the Nose Sucker was and she threw herself on the floor screaming "NO, Mommy.....NO!"

So tonight, the ritual will begin after they are out of a very-warm bath and have outplayed all their rubber duckie and frog toys. After Bean has tried to drowned her sister three times and our Piglet has shown me what a great swimmer she is. They will be dried off and dressed, though they may possibly have the most adorable bare naked baby butts on the planet (sorry, if you have children...but, be real...have you seen 'em?) and then, provoked by "come give Mommy a big hug!" only to be tricked into the beginning of the wrestling match that comes before the nose sucking begins! It will take approximately 10 minutes with each girl...I am gentle...I mean, I don't really want to suck out their little brains! After 10 minutes, I give up. If they remain congested, so be it...that is what the medication is for. I will prepare nice very-warm bottles and they will collapse into their big girl beds.

I, on the other hand, might need a large glass of wine. Forget the wine glasses, the special one's that belonged to my grandmother....we are talking a reusable Big Gulp cup from 7-11. That is what I'm talking about.

Mirth & Merriment, People...mirth and f'in merriment!!!!