I think it might be a rule of the universe that the day after you blog about enjoying the quiet and stillness, and how you can totally rock being alone with baby and dog and puppy, and general bragging about having it all together, that you will wake up to a sad one year old cutting canines with a nonstop running nose and a ceaselessly barking puppy who drags sticks and leaves and poop into the house.
I get it Universe. I'm sorry.
But I'm pretty sure I can rock this too, just with a lot more cuddling and some time with my vacuum and mop.
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