It is a rainy Friday morning. I am lying in bed, wishing Mr. D could stay home with me today. We both had a rough night sleeping. He has to leave early for a jazz band party. The sun is dimmed by the rain, but I am not unhappy, just slow this morning. The boys wake up and I let them in bed to snuggle with me. They snuggle for a few minutes before they are up and off eating bananas and playing with who knows what. Princess is still asleep. Finally, I get up. The thought of changing a stinky diaper before I can get Noodle on the potty is my motivation. Princess gets up- they all go to the window and watch the rain. I crawl back in bed. The kids are all wearing Mr. D's or my old t-shirts, even though they all had clean pj's last night- for some reason the t-shirts are their favorites. Princess is quickly growing out of being able to wear them modestly. I get up again. Time to start the day. I get the kids going on their responsibilites and grudgingly, I start mine. Another day- what will happen? What funny things will my kids say? What messes will there be? What memories will be made?
The day is wide open- time to get going.
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