For the most part, I love being a Stay at Home Mom. But, on occasion, being part of the “hey, today I can wear pajamas…again” club makes me want to scream. With my eldest being a “one hand on the hip…roll your eyes to the right…and sigh” chick-a-dee, and my youngest in the midst of a terrible bout of separation anxiety that makes my head want to explode, I think what I’m about to announce can be understood:
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…quite contrary.
Every day seems like the same old day around here. I’m not complaining, but my ADD isn’t amused. It works to get the creative juices flowing though. So, today we started experimenting with growing fruits and veggies from root and seed. Our kitchen window gets pretty decent light and we are now using our ledge for more than the kids trying desperately to sit on it. As long as the cat doesn’t get mad, and knock things down, our experiments should keep the oldest child entertained for about 10 minutes in the morning. Maybe more if she wants to journal about how the green onions have sprouted and grown in 3 days! Which she has.
First of all I am going to apologize in advance. I’ve been swinging in Thanksgiving leftovers and plowing through all-nighters. Again. Yes, there’s been hot black coffee fueling me for days, and that sludge and muck is churning my body into a large amoebic-like mass that absorbs anything in sight. Sadly the story is way too horrific to make millions at the box office, but don’t worry, the in-laws have left so they won’t be accidentally injured in the aftermath.


