them.

they take up all of your time
they need way too many glasses of water
they never bring crap in from the car
they don't eat cooked carrots. ever.
they ask highly personal questions
they cry when it's time to clean up
they need way too many snacks
they draw on the carpet
they always need one more book at bedtime
they don't really care if money is tight
they want a puppy
they need another glass of milk when you just sat down for the first time all day and it's 9 p.m.
they talk loud
they whine
they are supremely sensitive
they get water all over the floor at bathtime.  everytime.  every single time.
they run in the house when you asked them not to
they hurt themselves and have to have certain bandaids that you are out of
they have to tell you long stammering stories when you are taking a much needed bath
they want one more book read to them.  now.  really.  right now. or they will pitch a flipping fit.
they leave wet underwear by the toilet
they come in your bed, steal the covers and kick you in the back
they don't understand the concept of a knock-kock joke (knock-knock. who's there? poop.  poop who? poopy poop.)
they talk about poop a lot
they want frozen yogurt on the coldest of days
they don't really care if you don't get personal time
they need to be picked up when your back is out
they forget to put underwear on
they tattle tale
they interrupt
they pinch and bite eachother
they don't know you basically gave up your career for them
they wouldn't care if they knew
sigh.
they are so damn cute
i love them beyond infinity
& I prolly would have had another
if he hadn't gotten himself snipped.