Being a mom is a full time job. Excpecially when you've got a bunch of toddlers and a curious 4 year old. Mess after mess, tantrum after tantrum, you don't ever really get a break. Of course, I'm not complaining, I personally enjoy the hustle, it keeps me on my toes. Right now it's 8:30, which is exactly when we have to wake up everyone and get the morning started. "Another day. Goodmorning, love", taylor sighed and draped her arm over me. "Yep, Goodmorning", I said and kissed her arm lazily. She giggled and moved to straddle my waist, "oh no", I said when I realized what she was doing. "No! No! Taylor don't!", I giggled and squealed as taylor began to tickle me. I couldn't stop laughing as her fingers danced around on my stomach, "I'm gonna get you back!", I laughed. All the sudden, our door quietly opened and there appeared Cleo in her silk pajamas with a collared top, her hair still in a neat high-pony from last night. Once she saw that we were tickling eachother she immediately joined in. With Taylor's help, she hopped onto the king sized bed and started tickling me as well. "Look what you di- ahh!", I kept laughing at the now 4 hands tickling me. "Now it's your turn, silly girl", taylor smirked before tickling cleo.
Taylor was bring as gentle as she could, but that of course still made cleo burst out in fits of laughter. She was on her back, thrashing around with a wide smile whilst taylor was on her knees. "Okay, okay. I think that's enough", I told taylor and she stopped tickling cleo. "Why don't you wait for me and mami to get dressed while you get ready hm?", taylor said and cleo nodded before running away to her room. We stretched before going to get on our outfits that we picked out the night prior like always, and brushing out our hair. Taylor put her hair up in a ponytail so it'd be harder for for babies to reach for, while I left my down. We walked out the door and walked down the hallway to Cleo's room. She was brushing out her hair in the bathroom, clearly getting ready for me to do her hair. She was wearing:
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Without the shoes, but she picked them out out later. "Brush your teeth darling?", taylor asked her. "Sí!", she squealed and flashed taylor a big smile with her teeth. "Good", she chuckled and her picked her up. O was about to take her to do her hair when taylir shook her head, "I wanna do her hair this time", she smiled and sat cleo on the counter. I just smiled because this gave me time to get everyone else ready. "Okay, I'll be back, I'll just go get everyone else ready", I said and kissed Cleo's head and Taylor's lips.
I walked to Natalio's room and opened his door quietly to see that we he was sitting up in bed with his back to the headboard, the covers up to his waist. He had a book in his hands, it was a picture book with some small words. He looked so sophisticated and elegant, with his white and blue silk pajamas and his hands swiftly flipping through pages. He looked so focused and serious, despite that being the complete opposite of his personality. He was only 2 and 4 months old, so I feel like such a proud mom when I see him in such a clever state. "Goodmorning babyboy", I said from the doorframe I was leaning against. "Oh Mami!", he squealed and tossed his book to the foot of his bed. He pushed the covers to his feet and got out of bed, and ran over to me. "Up! Up! Up", he begged while looking up at me. I bent down to his level, "whats the magic word?", I asked him, "pwease", he said. I smiled and picked him up, resting him on my hip. "Lets brush those teeth, then brush your hair a bit, then pick out an outfit", I told him the routine and he nodded. I walked into the bathroom and grabbed his sparkly 'Beauty and The Beast' tooth brush, before adding kids toothpaste and helping him brush his teeth and then his curls. We walked out of his bathroom and then to his dresser. I pulled our the summer clothes drawer, and began looking for an outfit. Soon, I found this:
