My Sunday was so exhausting. I woke up to a house that looked like a bomb had exploded.....baby's toys everywhere, a kitchen that had a HUMONGOUS pile of dishes and to top it all up....my mom had friends coming over. As my usual weekends go...I woke up early, got up late! I was home alone but I had to perform a miracle. I took JJ to my brother's place then started on the dishes...wish I had started with the living room. My other brother arrived but I still had to finish in the kitchen then start on lunch.
Then the worst happens...the visitors arrive!!! To the messy living room and still uninviting kitchen (yes, they came into the kitchen to say hi). My brother offers them tea which he asks ME how its prepared...that only means one thing.."please help me prepare them visitors some tea"...which I do.
Well, the 'wageni' later on leave and I eventually finish the dishes and clean up the living room. Mom comes with lunch so I'm a bit relived.
As per the usual Sunday traditions it tea-time at my sister's place...so I prep JJ, myself and then my younger-elder brother carries him and we're off.
To cut this short we had a great time with family and friends and I can't complain. I have a great family and one awesome son!
We sometimes wake to the most disastrous days and sometimes wish they weren't happening but when all is said and done and we look back...we appreciate everything about that day.
That was my day...how was yours?
