up and down and up and down alldaylong
The most exciting thing I got to do today was laundry. There is no teachable moment in this (that I know of) (we shall see) nothing more, nothing less.
I packed up the kids' warm weather clothes and made room for jeans and sweaters. Found a ton of garbage under my bed. (Literally, garbage.) (Like tissues and tags and broken happy meal toy stuff, not anything nasty!)
But, nothing exciting under there, like maybe I hoped I'd find, to make this day monumental. No money. No missing lovey Ivy's been looking for.
There was nothing on TV or netflix that I wanted to fold to. There was plenty to do or read or clean but I didn't feel like any of it was any fun. Even knitting. The mail came and even it was boring. Blah.
Related to my day/life: Ivy always climbs into my laundry baskets. (empty or full.)
Also, I can never find my laundry baskets come laundry gathering time. Where in the world do they all go? Did they run off with the match to every single pair of Gray's new socks? Oh, bother. They are probably in the backyard tied to Carter's skateboards. With my "good" yarn.
I mope around and fuss with another sink full of dishes and a constant leaky faucet and try to spice up our day with music and whipped cream on our drinks. Gray says, I love hanging out with you, Mommy and I think- he calls this hanging out?
My mundane life and feeling like a nobody and no fun and yet to them... well, you know.
To them I am not a nobody That's for sure.
right next to me
[I find it. It's dull somedays, so I have to shine it.]