Right now I'm busy. Nothing big keeping me busy. Just busy with the little things. There's still a load of laundry waiting to be folded. Three loads waiting to be put away. And that aforementioned toilet? Yeah, it's waiting too. All this must quickly be done before Sweet Pea wakes up from her nap. Because once she's up the house turns into the Sweet Pea show. All attention must be on Sweet Pea. No setting this child in the bouncy chair while I attend to other things. All eyes on Sweet Pea. And being the epitome of the spoiled final baby she is indulged by the entire house. All three children clamor for her smiles and attention. But again, I digress. I know you've been patiently waiting too! My knitting has been all rubbish lately (I just love that word, makes me feel like I'm British, and possibly a wizard). And no, that's not me being overly critical, it really has been bad knitting lately. It's very sad. I'll post more on that later (it's all the Hemlock Ring Blanket's fault). For now, with the little time I've got left (I hear movement on the baby monitor) I'll give you the good stuff. I know what you're really here for anyways.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Busy Busy
Sometimes I don't post because I'm sad. Other times? I'm too tired (and by tired I mean mind-numbingly exhausted, can't believe I've kept the children alive this long I'm so tired) to be creative. And still other times? I'm just busy living life, loving my kids, trying not to nag The Greatest too much, battling daily to keep the house at a bare minimum of sanitary, just the mundane snippets of life that are extraordinary and often beautiful in their simplicity (except when I clean the base of the toilet. There's nothing beautiful about cleaning the base of the toilet. Especially in the children's bathroom. I just remind myself I'm incredibly spoiled to have a designated children's bathroom. But spoiled or not, it's still not pretty. But I digress.).
Right now I'm busy. Nothing big keeping me busy. Just busy with the little things. There's still a load of laundry waiting to be folded. Three loads waiting to be put away. And that aforementioned toilet? Yeah, it's waiting too. All this must quickly be done before Sweet Pea wakes up from her nap. Because once she's up the house turns into the Sweet Pea show. All attention must be on Sweet Pea. No setting this child in the bouncy chair while I attend to other things. All eyes on Sweet Pea. And being the epitome of the spoiled final baby she is indulged by the entire house. All three children clamor for her smiles and attention. But again, I digress. I know you've been patiently waiting too! My knitting has been all rubbish lately (I just love that word, makes me feel like I'm British, and possibly a wizard). And no, that's not me being overly critical, it really has been bad knitting lately. It's very sad. I'll post more on that later (it's all the Hemlock Ring Blanket's fault). For now, with the little time I've got left (I hear movement on the baby monitor) I'll give you the good stuff. I know what you're really here for anyways.
Right now I'm busy. Nothing big keeping me busy. Just busy with the little things. There's still a load of laundry waiting to be folded. Three loads waiting to be put away. And that aforementioned toilet? Yeah, it's waiting too. All this must quickly be done before Sweet Pea wakes up from her nap. Because once she's up the house turns into the Sweet Pea show. All attention must be on Sweet Pea. No setting this child in the bouncy chair while I attend to other things. All eyes on Sweet Pea. And being the epitome of the spoiled final baby she is indulged by the entire house. All three children clamor for her smiles and attention. But again, I digress. I know you've been patiently waiting too! My knitting has been all rubbish lately (I just love that word, makes me feel like I'm British, and possibly a wizard). And no, that's not me being overly critical, it really has been bad knitting lately. It's very sad. I'll post more on that later (it's all the Hemlock Ring Blanket's fault). For now, with the little time I've got left (I hear movement on the baby monitor) I'll give you the good stuff. I know what you're really here for anyways.
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5 comments:
Oh, I remember those days! My last baby was near impossible to please... and I was near impossible to console. But these days do pass. (Aren't you sick of hearing that?)
Anyway, I love the beautiful picture!
Hee! Look at those kids! Too cute!
Just wait til their all too old and the house is quiet and you'll remember those days when the laundry was never ever done. (and you won't miss a bit of it!)
Beautiful picture. I just want to sqeeze sweet peas cheeks and give them a smooch,
Of course you're busy you have a brand new baby 3 other children, and husband to take care of and a house. Rest when you can blog if you can.
We miss you
Shi
They're adorable! And both of my kids are grown with kids of their own, and the laundry's still never done.
And I don't touch the toilet base. Women generally don't miss the bowl, so that's man's work.
So cute! :-)
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