So I've been waiting for something interesting to happen so I could put a new post on the blog so ... this one's for all you mothers of two-year-olds out there. Brian and I were playing with Brooklyn in our room when I realized Lukas was being unusually quiet. (Mommy translation: getting into trouble.) I walked into the great room to find him perched on top of my piano - one of those old fashined upright monsters - next to a poopy diaper. Where do you even begin?!? I was tempted to grab the camera but decided there are some memories better left unphotographed.
