Call me crazy but my favorite time of day (besides spending it with my baby girl and my hubby) is the end of the day. When the house is so quiet and a complete disaster. I actually enjoy cleaning it up and looking at all the fun toys and the activities that we did that day. For example, today, after I put Maya to bed, I had to clean 7 broken eggs off of the island in the kitchen. Why you ask? Because after we got home from the grocery store, I sat Maya on the island and she found the bag with the eggs on it. The curious little thing that she is, she opened the lid and picked them up. Apparently she thought they were balls and decided to throw them. How could I get upset. After all, I taught her to throw a ball so she was transposing what she learned. Well, tonight we learned about FRAGILE.
Sooooo, we began to count the eggs as we "gently placed" them on the counter. I am using the word "gently" gently. Eggs 8, 9, 10, 11, and 12 survived. Eggs 1-7 became dinner. A seven egg omelet for mommy at 8pm while watching American Idol. Life is good.
Back to my favorite time of day. As I finished my omelet I looked around and there were books everywhere, toys everywhere, clothes everywhere (because we go through at least 4 outfits a day), and of course the furniture is askew due to "for"t making. It makes me smile that my little girl and I have so much fun together and that each day brings new creativity and new learning experiences. I have to laugh sometimes when Kevin (after working all night and sleeping all day) comes downstairs at 4pm and says "so what did you guys do today?" Usually all I have to do is lead him to the family room and that says it all. He usually just smiles and laughs and shakes his head. I think he gets anxiety from the mess. But like I said, it warms my heart to clean it up at the end of the day.
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