The Babysitters.

Don't let their sweet faces trick you...

How cute are they playing? I kept saying don't let this tempt you...this is all an act. 

The Struggle begins...

This was hilarious watching Andrew feed Jora, homegirl was not loving her peaches and zucchini. Andrew tried the classic airplane move to get the food into her mouth,
but she was having no funny business. 

This is when it got a little interesting. Two hungry babies screaming while bottle were being made up (Cash likes his shaken not stirred come to find out) Penny kept saying "what's wrong" and I wish I could of had an answer to that myself. 

Got some fresh air, after Cash pooped all the way up his back, and Andrew could only find pajamas that were from when Joe was a baby (I can only wonder how he will dress our kids). Penny was really smart and found baby wipes all by herself up-stairs, while I consoled balling Cash with poop up his back (I mean I can't blame him for crying cause I would too, that would suck)
Andrew was at DQ getting a blizzard.
And Elian was upstairs loving life watching T.V. like a kid that had never seen one before ;)

Penny and her baths, she doesn't like getting her hair washed as much as likes to get it curled and straightened that's for sure. I kept saying I won't get in your eyes,
but she hated putting her head down in the water. 

The night ended with Cash only taking the bottle STRAIGHT UP! And penny crashing with legs spread apart taking up the whole couch. Priceless night learned that birth-control is the BOMB and my best friend and to never stop taking it, under any circumstances, no matter how cute the things in the Target baby section look. 

I know people say that having your own kids is so much better then baby-sitting someone else's kids, BUT the kids were good and really cute AND it was still hard AND still panic attacks of
WHY ARE YOU CRYING? WHAT AM I DOING WRONG? 

And then there are times I see pictures like this and think awwwwww....

It's a scary thought about what your kids will look like (will they get all of our bad features or the dream of all the good, such as I hope the kids get Andrew's height and metabolism).  I look at pictures and think aw they will be cute, but no matter how cute they could be, the poop and cries are there to follow. Good thing is I have siblings to give me the baby fix and the reminders of how hard it is and how I will not be 110% ready for a long time because I am selfish, look there I admitted it:)