I just had a stay-at-home-mommy day that was pretty near perfection. I got up early. The kids and I went to the store without incident. We spent an hour and a half at the splash pad. Butterbean unexpectedly napped (read: fell asleep on the living room floor while I was doing dishes) in the afternoon – miraculously at the same time as her sister. I baked cookies with the kids (The Bean actually helped. Sprout more or less watched while gumming a spatula). We stood on the front steps to watch a storm. I had dinner ready when Chase got home. My house was still relatively clean and put together by the end of the day. Aaaand the kiddos went to bed on time.
If every day was like this, I wouldn’t contemplate selling my children to the gypsies so often.