I just put the boys down for their naps and can finally enjoy a little lunch (and by “lunch” I really mean “snack” because I pretty much snack all day long). I’m sitting here savoring the flavor of my cracked pepper triscuits and my creamy swiss laughing cow cheese and my crunching is so loud I feel like the boys can hear me chewing. So now, I’m trying to crunch quietly, which is definitely not an easy thing to do.
This is when I realize how ridiculous my nap time ponderings have become and try to find something to do that will actually be of some substance…like creating a new pattern, or reading a book, or watching the latest episode of Downton Abbey… Yes. I think that is exactly what I will do!
But first…a little look into our morning.
Even when you don’t have a real job to go to, there will always be that Monday Gloom feeling, which is why I was pleasantly surprised at how good the morning went. Ande is finally starting to show more interest in coloring, so I encourage it any chance I get. Usually his coloring consists of drawing a million “A’s” and “O’s” but this morning he helped me make my grocery list…
But not to worry. I forgot all about my lack of skill in reading Ande language when we came home and he spent the next 30 minutes running around the house pulling a balloon along by it’s string. It was quite entertaining and I was oddly proud. If only all Monday mornings were this fun.