Question: how is it that, on my “day off” from work, I’m just now sitting down for the very first time at 2:38pm??
Answer: Breakfast, dishes, laundry, chasing around a 2-year-old who doesn’t want to put on her clothes or brush her teeth…did I put on my clothes and/or brush my teeth?…eating a quick snack, walking N to her Italian class, encouraging/entreating/cajoling N to listen to the teacher instead of wriggling around in her seat making faces at the other kids, walking back from Italian class, lunch, dishes, laundry, putting N down for a nap…2:38pm. Whew.
Oh, yes. I forgot there is no such thing as a “day off” in the life of a mom. Right!!
A Mom In Brooklyn 