I'm sitting here eating frosting straight out of the tub, ignoring the mess, bills, and everything I was supposed to get done days ago. But in my dream world...
Sam has pretty much potty trained himself. He's such an obedient and compliant 3 year old.
I decided to sew all the kid's clothes for school. SUPER CUTE. But 50 outfits each might be a little too much, so I sent some off in our homemade care packages for refugees from the war in Georgia.
I took some time out for me to meditate today. It's not hard to get in the 3 hours a day that Oprah suggests when your kids just entertain themselves and play sooooo nicely together.
I wrote all my government representatives, with homemade cards I made myself of course.
I started to train for another triathlon, but I was so fit, I just went ahead and did one-- all while pushing/towing/carrying 3 kids. Whew!
I almost forgot about the extra nutritious dinner I made from scratch this morning, just waiting to go in the oven at precisely 4:30. That way when Mia comes home from school I can just be there for her.
Well, the day is still young-- guess I'll get started on Christmas 2009 (I'm already finished for 2008 silly!).
Ahhhhh, who says adults can't use their imagination?