Little Olive, however, might make that cut. She dumped out half a box of cereal on my not-so-clean kitchen floor. They can't really be saved, so she's currently in the process of picking them all up to put in the trash. Meanwhile, the baby has fallen fast asleep in my arms. And, he's so quiet. The irony!
Tomorrow my husband goes back to work after being off for two weeks. Two weeks? Has it been that long already? The days seemed to blend, as we alternated taking care of the babies and catching up on sleep. The weather has been cold, windy, and rainy - Ian had plans to clean the gutters, but that never happened. Not that I mind - I'd rather him be inside with us than out in the cold anyway.
So why such a dreary post? Well, maybe it was - up until now. I suppose this is the perfect day to put all those quotes and cliches into practice.
Count your blessings.
Today is a gift. That's why it's called the "present."
Don't put off for tomorrow what you can do today.
So while I'd love to sit here and complain about being tired and feeling sorry for myself, I'm going back in the kitchen, making sure Little Olive has cleaned up all the cereal, and then we're just going to cuddle on the couch. No laundry, no dishes, no organizing for a few hours. Just some quality time. Then tonight, I'm going to enjoy some wine and cheese with my husband and be thankful for the last two weeks we had together.
...And then it'll be bedtime. Sleep! :)