We've been doing some balancing lately.
Balancing on ladders to clean the windows--
Balancing between cuteness and torture (it was only 85 degrees outside)
Balancing the fine line between two types of mothering:
helicopter hoverer or carefree & wild
And... balancing our body weight on little chubby feet
Woo hoo! We didn't even have to practice that one. I just got my hands pushed away.
We'll keep on balancing sanity by picking up the same toys 10 times in one day, finding time to read a book and weaning this child off of mom and over to the real cow! 12 months next week.