Audrey was up most of the night last night. She has caught a cold and breathing has become difficult. Her naps today were non-exsistant, and my patience proved to be the same.
I don't know what we do on the weekends that make my Monday mornings so busy. I had a dishwasher to unload and two sinks full of dishes to load. I made quick work of it with a fussy baby at my feet.
I picked Audrey up and swung myself into the laundry room to scout out that pile.
Ugh.
Just get started.
I stood Audrey by the dryer and I began loading clothes into the washer. I estimated that I had about eight loads to do. I was fuming because as of Saturday afternoon, I had all of the laundry washed, dried, folded and put away.
Where in the world did all of this come from?!?
Just get started.
After I got the first load going, I noticed that Audrey had toddled off somewhere. I made sure she wasn't by the stairs and started picking up the house. Hannah was screaming from the back bedroom that she wanted to play her vTech video game. I got her going on that and met Audrey in the living room on my way through the house. She smiled as she met me. It was heart-melting.
Then I saw where she had been.
and...
what she had done.
And that she had some evidence lingering...
The rest of my day did not get any better.
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