After quite an exhausting evening with our little men, Robb and I were wrapping up the day. As I was brushing my teeth, I popped my birth control pill out of its handy case, and the little blue pill broke into pieces in my hand.
Robb said, "Oh, that is precious stuff. Lick every last crumb off your fingers."
We love our two. We adore them. The jury is still out on whether there will be another... just, you know, not today.
Let's just say, we can't go breaking birth control pills left and right.