Saturday, June 30, 2007
The quiet hour...
Kids are sleeping… Both… I actually have time to myself. Maybe even a few minutes. And there is no way I’m using this precious time for doing dishes. Or making dinner. Or doing another set of laundry. (How did one baby go through four pants in one morning? HOW?) And I’m not cleaning up this mess. The ten thousand cars jammed in every nook and cranny of this house look like a whole new exquisite home décor idea. Maybe I should even snap some pics and send to “House and Home”…
But not now…
Cause now I’m chilling…
By myself…
In peace and quiet… Because Lion King is finally turned off. No more roaring Simba. And Bob the Builder is off to lunch. And TV is broken. Yes, it’s broken. Until I feel like turning it back on. Cause I said so.
And I’m not reading about that truck anymore.
And bunny and turtle are sleeping.
And we are out of ice-cream. And pop-corn. And cookies. And chocolates. And where the heck did he learn all those words?
And red pepper is just like chocolate. And carrot is a cake.
And baby is sleeping. No touching baby. No poking baby. No pulling baby. No giving baby the truck. No pinching his nose…
It’s the quiet hour…
Or a minute…
No, wait… I think the baby’s waking up…
Oh well…
Maybe I can still do those dishes…
Trying to get back...
I know, I know… I haven’t posted in ages… My bad… Have been adjusting and sooo busy with everything else…
I think I’m on track now… But boy, two kids are time consuming!!!
I missed you all and shall be dropping by your blogs in no time… Probably even today, if I succeed in putting both kids for a nap at the same time (which is much harder than it sounds, trust me…)
And for now, here are my excuses:
Cheers,
Vasilisa
PS: hopefully this is the last filler post :-)
