Saturday
So here’s where the to-do list stands as of 7:45pm on Saturday evening:
- general cleaning
- finish laundry
- vacuum bedrooms
- clean bathrooms
- mop floors
repair bathroom light fixture- sort through and file miscellaneous paperwork
- clean off Dennis’ desk
clean out the aquariumwash everyone’s bedsheets- polish stainless steel in the kitchen
BABYPROOF EVERYTHING and box up Maya’s tiny toys- make brownies for Monday’s HOA meeting
- make a large batch of granola
bake some bread
Honestly, I was not as productive as I would have liked, BUT it was a really good day anyway. What I did get done, I did with a lot of care because I took my time.
My morning took an unexpected turn, as I volunteered to help my neighbor move some furniture. I didn’t mind. And I know he really appreciated it.
Later, Dennis and Maya went through her whole bedroom boxing up all her tiny toys. This was part of our Saturday babyproofing project and was necessary because Henry has just entered the stage where he is putting everything in his mouth.
I am so proud of Maya. She was such a good sport and a great helper all morning. We gave her a toilet paper roll and let her test out all her small toys. If the toy fit through the toilet paper roll, then we had to pack it away (for now). She dutifully tested all her toys and kept telling us how important it is that we do this in order to “protect Henry”. Not once did she complain that her some of her favorite things were being boxed up and put away. God, I love my kid.
And since we had to run a few errands this afternoon anyway, we decided to stop by the toy store to reward Maya’s total awesomeness with a “not tiny” toy of her choosing. This is what it looks like when you spring an impromptu toy store trip on a child:
She chose a stuffed wooly mammoth. Or, as she calls it, a “mammiff”. Did I mention that I love my kid?
I’m not sure how the rest of the to-do list will fare. We’ll be out for most of the day tomorrow having fun at the California Academy of Sciences so I seriously doubt I’ll get much (if anything) done. But ya know what? I’m okay with that. Because let’s face it: The to-do list never ends, but Mother’s Day only comes once a year. Plus, I’m pretty sure the sun will still rise and set even if I don’t get around to making granola.
