What I Learned this Week:
1. There is a threshold that I reach, after which I simply don't care anymore about how high the dishes are piled or how messy the place is. This threshold is not compatible with my mother-in-law visiting (today! this weekened!).
But it is compatible with diner-breakfasts – out.
And it is compatible with sanity. Mine.
2. Mud is highly alluring to the under-5 crowd
Mud. Pure glory-genius. Messy as it all gets out, they LOVE it! And then I can just strip them and hose them down before going inside!
It's definitely going to be a regular on our play-agenda from here on out.
On the blog this week:
Where we are now, 2 years into this journey
Don't read this if you can't handle talk about lady parts. Or hormonal rants. Or stuff along those lines.
It's kind of masochistic of me to be running these posts.
I think that's about it. We have to get back to cleaning. You know, so we can just apologize to my Mother in Law, "we are SO SORRY for the mess!", with all of us knowing full well that "the mess" is as clean as it gets around here.
Wish us luck. Because cleaning with a toddler (and kid) is, as they say, like trying to straighten a desk full of papers while a fan is blowing on it.
Have a great weekend.
Oh, and before I forget:
Now, really: have a great weekend!