Hand sanitizer: for those mid-drive diaper explosions.
Excedrin Migraine: your choice whether to chase it with cherry coke or vodka.
PBS Sprout (on demand): even if I hate Caillou and Barney, the peace it affords me is priceless.
My baby carrier: For when Turtle refuses to let me put him down and I have no clean bottles and dinner to start.
The Pandora app for my phone, for my sanity
Target's wine cubes. 'Nuff said. (I prefer the shiraz/cab mix)
My husband, who has a long rough day at work and then comes home to help with toddler antics and grilling shrimp while I wear babies and hope the headache goes away. Lately he's also getting up to help between 3am and 6am when Turtle refuses to sleep. He really is superman sometimes. (yes, this really is my husband. And me, for that matter. Ahh, costume parties. I was Lois Lane.)
My husband, who has a long rough day at work and then comes home to help with toddler antics and grilling shrimp while I wear babies and hope the headache goes away. Lately he's also getting up to help between 3am and 6am when Turtle refuses to sleep. He really is superman sometimes. (yes, this really is my husband. And me, for that matter. Ahh, costume parties. I was Lois Lane.)
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