Fast forward to last night when the time change wacked everything out as I predicted it would. Piglet was up in his room for hours picking at his toes and messing around instead of sleeping. Pigpen woke up at a
When I finally rolled out of bed this morning, I got to start my day by cleaning up puked bird. Because the bird wasn't gross enough the first time, I got to enjoy it in its vomited form.
Day was spent moving furniture downstairs, rearranging a room, cleaning up after all of said rearranging. While relaxing during nap with The Help, Pigpen fell out of his bed and shook the house with the crash. Poor peanut....so sad! Cooking, cleaning, and teaching the boys how to play Cootie rounded out the rest of the day. One major meltdown over a lack of footed pajamas ended the day and now all is well. Two sleeping kids and I'm on my way....just as soon as I finish this book. Will try to return tomorrow with witty anecdotes and clever prose. (har har)