Will-O and I dissected our respective calendars (he is CRAZY busy all of one sudden!) It was very fun (in a geeky, I-wanna-make-out-with-organizers kinda way). We have everything color-coded and highlighted open slots where we need child care (through August, ahem). We are on it. Will-O even said afterward: "I am on cloud nine about this." Yeah, baby--you will see the beauty that is organization and order!
Worst Part of the Day-
Amidst all of the schedule coordinating, Will-O and I had planned to do a joint work-out late this afternoon. Since we had agreed upon it earlier today, I felt obliged to do it even though as we were readying (we were behind schedule, but I was trying to be flexible) and my gut instinct told me it was getting too late for dinner and the whole night time routine madness.
Wow did the madness ensue. At the end of the day Liam was starving and couldn't understand why he couldn't take Little Johnny's goldfish crackers from the Kidcare cubby next to his. Scarlet was bouncing off the walls. (I forgot Will-O can workout for HOURS, when I am more of a hour and done kinda gal). Dinner was served (to screaming and crying little people) after the time they are usually in bed.
Note to self: Follow the gut. Follow the gut. Stick the routine.
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