I look fondly back on the days when I was a stylish mom of one. Just Max and I, my blond curly haired little boy in his stylish outfits that I took so much care to put on him. The picture above is one of those days, Max is around 18 months here.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjySC7zXm_AFvmN52W3A-anAGtgrPl3Ytx-Ku3dPBJFVcwF9Xv1wVSaRe4wtY62cCrkOP6Y90T1WOw4vMPapG8i9Ba80mKXtEPtlV64OMPpyBXWpTp_wXrH5Kk2Ew4TcL3dRQfSrxZGUz3A/s400/IMG_6546.JPG)
Now I joke my kids look like orphans half the time. My philosophy with clothes is, if it fits and it is clean they are wearing it. I rarely find time to do Mimi's hair cute and if I do it is useless because she destroys it rough housing with Max before we even get in the car.
So I figure I am in survival. Yep, if I can make it out of this stage alive and kicking I will be extremely grateful!
Oh, and I have very helpful hands with Henry. Max and Mimi adore him and will happily entertain him most of the time while I try and get stuff done. One of many blessing. And yes, I want more kids....I am officially crazy!
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