My day starts with a cup of tea... it's part of the early morning ritual that I savor during the quiet moments before the boys begin to stir.
Before the scramble to school begins there are scrambled eggs for breakfast...
With the laundry swishing I tidy the house and join Little Brother for building with Legos and some competitive rounds of Hungry Hippos, then we make a quick {and unfruitful} trip to the thrift store and the drugstore.
Home once again, Little Brother requests that we eat lunch in the "tweehouse" {the wooden swing set and fort in the backyard}. We picnic there which is fun until we're finished and I realize that, like a turtle stuck on its back, I can't get down from the fort via the slide or the ladder without a struggle. No more treehouse picnics for me until after Baby Sister arrives!
Home once again, Little Brother requests that we eat lunch in the "tweehouse" {the wooden swing set and fort in the backyard}. We picnic there which is fun until we're finished and I realize that, like a turtle stuck on its back, I can't get down from the fort via the slide or the ladder without a struggle. No more treehouse picnics for me until after Baby Sister arrives!
After navigating the school carpool line {and tracking down a misplaced book} we arrive home. The boys run wild in the yard while I fold laundry and completely reorganize the newly renovated master bathroom. My little men bring me a dandelion puff. Sweet boys. And then it is time to cook dinner.
An easy Thai supper commences after the professor walks in the door {and after he and the boys look at classic cars on the computer}. When dinner is over he cleans the kitchen, oversees the bedtime routine, and reads to the boys while I collapse on the couch. What a guy!