The girls were ripping apart daddy's closet
(their favorite activity)
and I was in the bathroom cleaning.
As I was wiping down the counters and I saw our tooth brushes.
There are four.
That's a lot.
How did this happen?
Does that ever happen to you?
It's like you from 10 years ago is suddenly inside and seeing your life as it is today.
I think if my ten-year-ago-self had a peak of my messy bathroom and girls running/waddling around she would be pretty happy.
I am glad four toothbrushes happened.