Hi there! If you're still there, that is! As you can see I have fallen a bit behind in my 31 Days posting. I assure you it is not for lack of projects, good ideas, or motivation. Moving is another one of those times that you are reminded that things don't always go according to plan, especially with 5 little kiddos. I have some great lists with very detailed points and sub-points describing my plans and their execution. I even have draft blog posts ready to go. Yup, I am prepared! I am also frequently interrupted...and that's okay, it just means I have to take a closer look at my life in terms of reality instead of my ideal scenario of getting things done according to my lists and timelines.
The last two days the baby has been drooling up a storm which leads me to believe he is teething. He has also been eating almost non-stop so there could be a growth spurt happening as well. I have been trying to squeeze in as much as possible between feedings and that has looked like some of the dishes being done, the bathroom cleaned, clean laundry for the kiddos (I must remember to do my own tomorrow!), and cupcakes baked for my grandma's birthday, but not much else.
About the cupcakes and trying to juggle multiple things...
This afternoon while the cupcakes were cooling, I cleaned out the bathtub and gave the 3 girls baths. I dressed the two year old, put the five year old in the tub and then went to help the six year old with her hair. Next thing I know there is a ruckus in the bathroom and the two year old emerges with her sleeves wet from elbow to shoulder as well as splashes down most of the front of her dress. Se couldn't resist splashing her hands in the water. I took the wet dress off her and headed downstairs to the laundry room to fetch clean, dry clothes for her. She followed me down, chose the clothes she wanted to wear, I dressed her, and then she headed up the stairs before me. I was downstairs about a minute after her, turning out lights and such, and came upstairs to find her standing on a little wooden stool helping herself to the cupcakes. Four of them to be exact. All with the tops bitten off and consumed. I believe my exact words were, "No, no, no, no!". Part of me was trying not to laugh, she gets her love of all things chocolate from me, but I had to keep a straight face as she had already been told she couldn't have any cupcakes until after her supper tonight.
As you can I need to remain in line of sight of our toddler at the moment, which makes it challenging when you'd really like to haul in bins from the garage or overhaul an entire closet. For now I'm going to have to take full advantage of her nap time to get these moving projects done, providing the four month old isn't hungry at the same time!
I will update as often as possible, but there will be days where I haven't quite accomplished what I'd hoped.
The last two days the baby has been drooling up a storm which leads me to believe he is teething. He has also been eating almost non-stop so there could be a growth spurt happening as well. I have been trying to squeeze in as much as possible between feedings and that has looked like some of the dishes being done, the bathroom cleaned, clean laundry for the kiddos (I must remember to do my own tomorrow!), and cupcakes baked for my grandma's birthday, but not much else.
About the cupcakes and trying to juggle multiple things...
This afternoon while the cupcakes were cooling, I cleaned out the bathtub and gave the 3 girls baths. I dressed the two year old, put the five year old in the tub and then went to help the six year old with her hair. Next thing I know there is a ruckus in the bathroom and the two year old emerges with her sleeves wet from elbow to shoulder as well as splashes down most of the front of her dress. Se couldn't resist splashing her hands in the water. I took the wet dress off her and headed downstairs to the laundry room to fetch clean, dry clothes for her. She followed me down, chose the clothes she wanted to wear, I dressed her, and then she headed up the stairs before me. I was downstairs about a minute after her, turning out lights and such, and came upstairs to find her standing on a little wooden stool helping herself to the cupcakes. Four of them to be exact. All with the tops bitten off and consumed. I believe my exact words were, "No, no, no, no!". Part of me was trying not to laugh, she gets her love of all things chocolate from me, but I had to keep a straight face as she had already been told she couldn't have any cupcakes until after her supper tonight.
As you can I need to remain in line of sight of our toddler at the moment, which makes it challenging when you'd really like to haul in bins from the garage or overhaul an entire closet. For now I'm going to have to take full advantage of her nap time to get these moving projects done, providing the four month old isn't hungry at the same time!
I will update as often as possible, but there will be days where I haven't quite accomplished what I'd hoped.
