yesterday morning, i was mistaken to think that the household was actually calm for once. i was nursing dane and the house was relatively quiet. maya was playing by herself in her room and brin was in the dining room. occasionally i would hear brin say something to maya and maya would answer, but it was not a bit loud. then, everything got even quieter.
this should have been my clue.
instead of relaxing in the quietness of the morning, i should have been on my guard.
quiet 2 year olds = destruction.
when i was done nursing dane, i was able to dress him and maintain the illusion that everything was under control.
then. brin walked in.
it was all over her pajamas, her face, her hands, and my house. she looked just like a hobo! with a purple five o’clock shadow.