Semi Coherent Whining

I don't think there's much to report. It has been a week of whining (not me), coloring things which ought not be colored, body excretions in places they ought not be, and messes on every conceivable surface, intermingled with some singing, playing and a whole lotta sunshine.

Really, I know my life is not so bad. Still, it would be nice to go to bed at night feeling like I actually accomplished something visible. Yeah, yeah, I know. It may not be visible but is important because I am raising children, shaping lives, blah blah blah. I get that and I appreciate that (sometimes). But every now and then is it too much to ask for the floor to remain clean for longer than 30 seconds after mopping. Or the dishes to stay clean until the dishwasher is empty and ready for dirty dishes. Or the laundry, oh the laundry.

Yesterday Roy worked hard. He was putting up moulding in the house. I worked hard. I made bread and hamburger buns, cleaned the kitchen and cleaned the kitchen again. When we went to bed, the moulding looked great and the kitchen was a wreck. *sigh*

On the upside, it has been super sunny and nice around here lately. We have been playing outside a lot. And I may whine sometimes, but could there really be anything sweeter than this:

especially when they're all asleep!