I don't know who I am anymore. I love it. It's one of those glorious Monday mornings when I set the girls up with a craft while I sort laundry... Wait, what!? I'm not cursing Mondays as I drive to work??? I'm facing the laundry piles head on? I know CRAFTS!?
Don't hate me as I brag. I'm just still so excited about time with my girls. It's a luxury.
And I'm no Mary Poppins. I get equally excited about breaks from Caroline and Amelia. Shhh. Don't tell them!