it’s spring break here. I’m trying to work on rewrites, heard the kids into picking up after themselves, hauling them everywhere I need to go, and shuttling them to all of their events (softball practice is in full swing!)  and running all the errands that Hubster dreams up for me. In my spare time I get to do things like sleep and bathe.

One would think that a 9 year old and a 10 year old could clean up after themselves? you wouldn’t think so to look at this place, I need them to back to school so I can catch up on the stuff I have to get done. Not that I don’t love them, I just appreciate how much easier a 4yo is when his sisters aren’t encouraging and joining him in mayhem.