If you don't have a toddler, you should get one:
Does yours actually throw money away?
Or, better yet, pick things out of the trash?
Okay, so this one is from a while back. But totally toddler all the same:
I have been admiring all the things E. is able to do - especially how well she's developing social skills. Every time I start to feel resentful or stifled as a stay-at-home mom, I discover another reason to be grateful to be home. J. and I plan to have another one. Which begs my next question for you moms of two-or-more: how is it possible to love and admire and fawn over the next one as much as the first? Really, how?