Why is it that even when I've kissed my baby's sweet cheeks 100 times, I still can't resist kissing them just once more?
Why is it that I'm back at my pre-pregnancy weight, but my clothes still don't fit?
Why is it that I would rather work at a slow computer than delete my (excessive) precious pictures from the hard drive?
Why is it that I spend so much time cleaning my house, when it just gets messy the next day? (or more commonly, by the next minute?)
Why is it that even when I'm exhausted, I always have energy for a snuggle?
Why is it that chocolate tastes so good? Yum!!
Why is it that people don't seem to drink Starbucks in the South? (come on, people!! It's Starbucks!!)
Why is it that regardless of how much I love spending time with my kids, I LOVE their afternoon naptime with a real passion?
Why is it that I talk outloud when I'm blogging?