For the past year and a half our defense in the house has been man to man. With the newest addition, the game plan changed. We are now in a zone. Zoning these two over here while I help this one. Or the other one. It isn't Mason leave your sister alone. It's Mason and MaKenna leave your baby sister alone. Or if I could only get MaKenna and Mason napping at the same time. Or let me round the girls up into the stroller. And rock them to sleep at the same time at night while Mason plays his DS. It's three against one for now. When daddy gets home the defense might be slightly improved. Because currently, they're *winning...how could they not?
*Winning is symbolized by things like-- Mason not having to change into his pajamas, why fight it? Taking MaKenna for a drive so she'll get her nap in. I even found myself giving them fruit snacks before breakfast, yikes!
**And MaKenna's facial wound is not from my lazy defense. The fireplace I have been fearing for the past two years finally gave me reason to continue fearing it.
