we've been going to museums, playgrounds, playdates and meet-ups, and we've been doing craft days too, but some days, this mommarazzi just needs to hunker down and get work done. of course, roo and red don't truly understand the word 'busy.' pair that with the fact that my room is their local disneyland, and i can barely get a few minutes of work in before my spicy distractions come marching in with a request, or a demand, or worse, with stuff from my cabinets strewn all over the floor. "are we going on a playdate today?" roo asks first thing in the morning, while red pulls me to her snack cupboard so i can open more treats for her.
|my cabinet gets stress-tested by red|