I was not looking forward to yesterday. Yesterday, my mom had a garage sale. She had asked me at the beginning of the summer if I would help her with it when the time came. I *HATE* garage sales. I mentioned it to my neighbor, who said "OMG I LOVE garage sales! I'll help her!" And so the new plans were put into motion. My neighbor was gone from 6-6 yesterday. And I was taking care of her 8 month old twins. I love those babies, and I thoroughly enjoyed having them for the day, but it is absolutely non-stop work. It seemed like I would just be finishing one feeding and it was time for the next. And they took turns pooping every hour on the hour. Oh, it's poop O'Clock, time to change the girl. Oops, now it's poop O'Clock, time to change the boys. At one point I took a 5 minutes micronap. Tink was on the blanket on the floor with the babies. The boy, who is much bigger than the girl, kept scooting over to the girl and grabbing at her face and hair. Tink went and got every spare blanket we had and rolled them up, then laid them side by side on the blanket that the babies were laying on. She had the boy on one side and the girl on the other. They could still see and talk to eachother (OMG it is so cute to watch them do that) but he could not get over the hump of blankets. When I woke up and saw it I just beamed. I thought that was so clever! And she even changed the girl's diaper (no, not a pooper). First time ever. I was SO proud of how much she helped me with those babies. Tink and I ended the day with an evening swim at the pool. It was just wonderful.