I have been nursing Brielle going on a half hour, for the fourth consecutive session with about 10 minute breaks in between, listening to Toddler Tunes for the second time (now playing Row Your Boat), searching for a Baby Blues treasury to buy, discussing the birthday party we’re attending this afternoon (Aviana says “Belle wear party hat, you wear party hat, sing birt-ay song”), and looking at a living room strewn with no fewer than 7 books, 5 strands of beads, 3 blankets, 2 teddy bears, a spray bottle, a water bottle, a fly swatter, a measuring tape, and a Boppy. Neither Aviana or myself is dressed yet, although Brielle got a new onesie since she pooed on the other one.
Kevin and I started a project of moving a bookshelf upstairs and the toybox downstairs, so in the girls’ room there are about 12 stacks of books waiting to be toted upstairs. He was outside making chicken feed, but now he has to haul someone’s hay to them. This afternoon he’s driving about 2 1/2 hours to pick up the KING SIZED mattress and box spring on which we got an incredible deal.
Brielle has now fallen asleep, so I am going to try to put her down, heat up something for lunch, and carry some books before I need to get Miss A down for a nap.