1. It's possible for me to spend hours accomplishing absolutely nothing of value just by walking from room to room and cleaning whatever mess I spot in my peripheral vision.
2. I relish the moment when Child #1 finally FINALLY finds a way to entertain herself... a few minutes later, I start to worry about what she's up to because it's Just. Too. Quiet.
3. When I changed my baby's up-the-back blowout this morning, I noticed his pajamas were coated with dog hair even though we actually vacuumed within the past 48 hours (victory!). It reminds me of why I don't dress my children in fleece when we'll be going out in public.
4. I suddenly realize I'm like a talking Magic-8 Ball. I shake my head and out pop relevant, helpful phrases such as "No more buts." and "Because I said so." and "1... 2..........."
5. I planned to get groceries very early this morning before my husband left work. I didn't. It's now 10:50 am. The baby has been napping for an hour and a half and the preschooler is taking a time out (I got to "3"). It's actually been a really long time out, and it occurs to me that it's Just. Too. Quiet. Again. And by the way, tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Wait, the baby is awake... and Go!
1 comment:
#4 is hilarious! Will you ask it when I might get a break? Nah, it would probably just say, "No luck."
:-)
Good luck at the grocery store. May the Force be with you.
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