I’m not much of a scheduler, organizer or list-maker.
You could say I’m about as far from a Type A as possible.
But some things happen in the same way, most every day, whether I intend to or not.
Like eating. Evidently, these crazies want to eat just about the same time. Just about every day.
And they like to sit – like this – just about every day, too.
Some days the craziness even includes a guest. Like Froggy.
Which is okay with my girls because Froggy doesn’t eat much.
But the rest of ’em… well, let’s just say we have lots of conversation.
The other day it went something like this…
Lula: When I grow up, I want to be a princess. Or the tooth fairy.
Poppy: When I grow up, I want to be a queen. Or a doctor.
Vivienne: Well, when I grow up, I want to be a doctor and help people. Or a library-girl and make lots of money.
These days are the days I don’t want to forget.