while frantically trying to clean the house for Grandma and Great Aunt Fran’s visit:
• “Mommy, there is cheese all over the couch.”
• James’s head hitting the toilet after trying (and failing) to cling to the edge of the clawfoot tub while wearing fuzzy footed pjs and standing on tile floor (he’s OK).
• “Mommy, I need milk!”
• The boys, crying for milk.
• “Mommy, I need juice!”
• The boys, crying for milk.
• “Mommy! I went potty! And there’s pee on the floor! A lot of pee.“
• Tucker barking (I forgot he was outside).
• “Mommy, look!” I look and Sophie is licking her hand and then wiping it on the fridge, two minutes after I had sprayed the fridge doors with Windex, ridding it of fingerprints.
• The boys waking up from their morning nap much too soon.
“We labor to make a house a home, then every time we’re expecting visitors, we rush to turn it back into a house.” —Robert Brault