Come home from work - check.
Eat dinner - check.
Clean up dishes - check.
Bathe the children (Because I let them eat baked beans. Naked.) - check.
Make children play in rooms while I watch the last ten minutes of "Big Love" that I couldn't stay awake for last night - check.
Snack - check.
Brush many tiny teeth - check.
Wean the baby - check.
My husband put D to bed last night, and thus ends the nursing. I'd probably be more sentimental about it if I hadn't been bitten so badly the night before.
Cheers to another happy healthy twoddly (like tween?) that never knew what formula was. We're on our way - it wasn't easy but worth it.
Posted by: jane said | May 23, 2007 at 08:57 AM