or maybe I will spend a few minutes blogging. It is 2:30 and for the first time today it is completely quite in my house. My accomplishments today consist of calming a crying baby, feeding a crying baby, changing a babies diaper (which makes him cry), feeding a two year old, changing a two year old diaper, watching a two year old play outside, watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse 4 times, putting a two year old down for a nap and putting down a baby
hoping he will stay asleep. I did manage to eat part of a sandwich and get part way dressed, although I would be embarrassed if anybody saw me right now. I know that someday my dishwasher will get unloaded and my laundry will get folded I am just not sure that today is that day. At times like this when it seems that nothing gets done besides my kids this poem always comes to my mind:
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait 'til tomorrow. For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow. So quiet down, cobwebs! Dust, go to sleep! I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep!
I now shed a hormonal tear and thank God for my two little blessings.