We had only just finally gotten ourselves back to bed, after finally having had to banish the kitten to the laundry room since it decided since we were all up that it needed to play, when we woke to more crying. This time #2, was weeping piteously in her bed. Her head hurts. Oh dear. So after much running up and down later, we finally get #2 settled and head back to bed.
Is it any wonder I hit snooze five times?
So it's a day on the couch with the two girls. O's a little put out because his sisters get the prime couch real estate but I'm trying to make him a bit of a helper to console him. Just how many times can you convince a soon to be 3 year old that he really doesn't need medicine too?
I don't mind quiet days. In fact I seem to get more accomplished because they are just so much more bidable and less disposed to fighting. But we had to cancel dinner with friends and that was disappointing. Still it will always keep till next week.
So hopefully things will be back to normal in our household soon.