Things have changed somewhat. It’s almost 10:00 am, and I’m not out of my pajamas yet.
It’s not that I’ve done nothing today. I snuggled with my 8 year old, who crawled into my bed at some unknown hour last night. I helped him with his homework while I made my two children breakfast, and I even changed over the laundry. I will probably get to the dishes sometime today, and in the 10 minutes since I’ve sat down to write this post, I have been interrupted about 4 times by my toddler, who is currently demanding that I open up a bottle of Gatorade. In fact, she just slammed it down on the keyboard to get my attention, so excuse me while I pause for a moment.