As it goes with most weeks, I have great Monday intentions. Fabulous plans. Ideas to change the world. And I go at it with full steam, only to end up on Tuesday, really tired, and back in the old rut.
Less TV in the morning: we started with the end of Martha Speaks at 7:45. Curious George is running now.
Nutritious food: Peter's breakfast = chocolate milk. We did get vitamins in them both, and Andrew ate his scrambled eggs and toast. For Peter's plate, see title.
Focused activity: I'm in the office blogging at 8:20, what does that tell you?
All in all, we're not critically out of control, just more like normal. I blame it on Andrew having a nightmare at 12:20 and joining me in bed for the rest of the night. It's not nearly as bad as when we have two adults and the toddler in our queen-size bed, but still a jarring interruption mid sleep cycle. I'm off to my latte!
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Hang in there. You're doing great. I'm just now learning that if it doesn't go perfectly we'll all still live to tell the tale. One very busy/productive day tends to be followed by a slower, harder day. I get twice as much done on Mondays than any other day. Don't even ask me about Fridays, my weekends always start early. =)
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