...do not let it be long. With my hypoglycemia I pretty much fall asleep after lunch every day. If I could help it I wouldn't, but I really have no choice in the matter. Usually my girls are really good about playing nicely together and staying out of trouble while I am unconscious. Today however, I woke up to the happiest laughter I have heard in a while. I thought to myself...they are having a bit too much fun. Sure enough, when I walked down the stairs there were about a thousand beads thrown around the entire downstairs. This little picture is just a glimpse of what the rest of the house looked like. It wasn't quite as funny as the diaper incident...probably because it isn't quite as easy to clean up, but who could I blame but my myself and my pregnancy problems. It took Reanne, Sierra, and I 40 minutes to clean up half the mess. The other half is waiting for the morning. You have to love motherhood.