This IS what I know.
There is laundry on the love seat (yes, still. no, I'm not going to stop typing to move it. not yet. but when im done ...taking the power cord away from Rita, excuse me...taking laundry basket of 5059558985 socks from Rita...ok. when I'm done typing THEN we will wrangle the children in (turn on Netflix) and cook dinner (reheat the crock pot). True story folks. Welcome to life. (and THEN i can do something about that laundry. is it already 3:41pm? oh good!)
But on a lighter note the dishes are done. ok there are like two pots left. but i mean, dishes are done, ya know?
I have totally reconfiscated (Blogger says this isnt a word. whatever.) all of the kitchen cutlery and dishes. Four plates. two water jars. three to-go water bottles. two juice jars. four sippy cups. three forks. four spoons. three bowls. salad fork and spoon. serving spoon. three butter knives. three syringes for medicine. three coffee/tea mugs. This is the second go-round (click "reconfiscated" up above to read about my first go-round with pairing-down in the kitchen) and we have even less this time. I'm pumped! (Here's good parenting while blogging: "Rita, leave all that stuff alone!" as I sit at the kitchen table and she rummages in her somehow messy post Christmas post Jonah changing sizes post her changing sizes post where does all this music equipment go shuffling that has been happening since...oh, you know, a month ago.
You should really feel better about your life/parenting/everything by now. You probably aren't in your pajamas like I still am. And you probably didn't have to turn down a visit from a really sweet high school friend cause your kiddos decided to nap simultaneously and then wake up like 45 minutes after you canceled your plans. Its a beautiful day. Really. I just need to get out of this pigsty house and enjoy it.
Sorry to rant. But i feel better. :)