sunday

If you were at my house today you'd find 3 ridiculously cute boys playing with legos, drawing and having star wars battles. 1 equally but maybe even more so ridiculously cute girl listening to books on tape and creating masterpieces out of paper,paint, glue and yarn-all done in her room of solitary disaster. 1 amazingly talented and again ridiculously cute husband sleeping in bed-he likes to sleep in and doesn't get to that often and we went on a date last night and he took North skiing for the first time yesterday which means he used up some serious patience. Then there's me...I just ate breakfast alone and I'm planning the week and our trip to Seattle at the end of the month and how we're going to fit more soccer into our lives etc etc etc

Our relatively peaceful house is about to get seriously dramatic when I break the news that just like every other Sunday morning play time is over and it's time to take b a t h s....I know I've said this before but it's still funny...and guaranteed the kids will complain and try to tell me they took baths yesterday or even the day before or the day before and wonder why their lives are so unfair that they have to be clean-sometimes. and Nate will just wonder why he can't sleep a little longer! Wish me Luck!