Monday, December 31, 2012

I was feeling sick last night, and huddled on the couch eating chocolate instead of dinner and watching Geoff do the evening chores. I went to bed early, comforted by the soothing lullaby of Elizabeth roaring in her crib (she was saying "My crib? Why am I in my crib? Where is my mother? Where are lots and lots of nighttime cuddles?". They both prefer to sleep pinning me on either side and kicking me).

I woke up to this note on the diningroom table:

Sorry I could finish everything. Too many dishes! Must starve the kids. Only answer..

We are also continuing to consider nudism as a solution to our laundry crisis, in spite of the two feet of snow outside and the weather report of -10.

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