Monday, August 5, 2013

Not enough hours in the day

Whoever first said that there are not enough hours in the day was wrong. Really wrong. There is more than enough time in the day. Well at least more than enough pre-bedtime hours in the day and possibly not enough time during the night.

It is midday and so far today Evie and I have managed to watch TV, have breakfast, do puzzles, eat more breakfast, have a shower, refuse to get dressed, jump on the trampoline, read books, sing ten million nursery rhymes, take underpants on and off, on and off, on and off, scrub the kitchen floor, empty the dishwasher, stack the dishwasher, vacuum the carpets, wee on the floor, wee in the potty, watch Sesame Street, cook pizza pinwheels, reject pizza pinwheels, paint, eat the paintbrush, draw, pull the inside of the crayons out of their plastic holders, check the mail, play on the slide, play on the swing, look at flowers, play on the scooter, play with some stones, draw on the stones, do some more puzzles, play with lego, stand on a stool, watch play school, read books, cook lunch, eat lunch, clean up from lunch and finally put a toddler to sleep. I somehow managed to fit in breathing but not putting on makeup or using the bathroom.


Half way through the day and we have run a toddler entertainment marathon which hopefully results in a long rejuvenating sleep for Evie and a vodka on the rocks for me. Just kidding i'll have a wine ha ha or maybe just a tea.

This quote that mum recently sent through really rings true. "The days are long but the years are short".

I will definitely look back on the toddler days with much much happiness despite the longness of some days. Seconds after bedtime the longness is long forgotten, memories sorted and filed under fond. Any memories that I am not so fond can usually find themselves under funny...especially after a family sized block of chocolate.

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