The second movie of the day on our TV.
Bray playing on the iPad.
Lunch left on the table.
Two loads of laundry laying on our dirty floor, unfolded.
Our unmade bed, because little man snuck in last night then had a major nose bleed.
Marker and pen all over my children.
Avery standing on a chair, playing with glass cups.
Avery's ride in the middle of our living room, among other things.
So today's going to be one of those days where our lives are messy, full of snuggles, tears, and time on the couch.
As hard as it is to care for little ones while you don't feel well, I'm truly grateful I get to endure the sick days with them. In my yoga pants. God bless those pants.