Earlier this week while talking with a colleague about Joe being gone, he said that if I managed to get everyone ready and to daycare and to my 8:30 Friday class on time, "you would cement your nomination for Supermom." Well, I did manage that (much to my own surprise), but I think there are some things standing in the way of that nomination.
Case in point, today is the first time our sheets have been washed since Elizabeth was born. The kids' get washed when Elizabeth spits up or Nicholas has an accident, but ours . . .
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