Why do I...

-clean the house when I know it's only going to be messy minutes later?
-kiss boo-boo's when I know it didn't really hurt?
-lay next to a baby taking a nap when I could be spending time alone?
-run upstairs ten times to pick up a paci thrown from a crib?
-fold countless loads of laundry only to have them unfolded by a mischievous toddler?
-wear goofy bracelets shaped like little animals even when I would rather not?
-cook instead of going out?
-go to the restroom with the door open... every time!?
-give two warnings sometimes instead of one?
-wear two headbands on my head when I didn't even want one?
-proudly sport a shirt with spit up stains?
-make the goofiest faces and noises?
-juggle taking two little ones to Costco and the pet store?

Why?

Why would anyone?

No words.  Just two little faces...