I’m lying in bed with the baby in the basinet beside me and my two- and four-year-olds in sleeping bags on the floor. They’re all sick and clingy and claiming to be frightened. The oldest has been having halloween-related nightmares. Lovely, I know.
So, I’m lying here wondering if I’ll have the energy after they fall asleep to clean up the play dough that’s all over the dining room and which I should have made them clean up before we went upstairs but didn’t because I was imagining an easy bedtime after which I’d have some quiet time and a quick clean-up all by myself, big laugh. There’s still the dishwasher to unload and reload and laundry to switch and laundry to fold. And never mind catching up on any “real” cleaning.
Wait, what’s that I hear? Deep breathing? From all three? Miracles still happen then, huh?
5 Comments
October 19, 2009 at 7:32 pm
Whew! Sounds exhausting. Read them some good Bible verses: Psalm 4, Psalm 37.. I remember those days of having so many little ones. I would choose sleep over a clean house any day.
October 20, 2009 at 6:47 am
Give yourself a break and skip something! I know, I know, easy for me to say…especially *me* >crunch crunch<
Put your effort into sending me a pic of the stockings you made – I can only find patterns that make "L"s.
October 27, 2009 at 6:07 pm
Thanks for coming to my blog again. Hope the kids are feeling better!
October 27, 2009 at 8:48 pm
They’re sick again or still. The oldest has a cough now.
November 5, 2009 at 8:47 pm
You still haven’t posted, but I’ll say HI anyway.