6 to 9 months. 69 MONTHS! No, 6 TO 9 months

I love Madagascar. We watch it a lot. We play it a lot. I like to be Melman (I get to sit on the couch and be sick... I'm sure one day the kids will figure it out). This post has nothing to do with Madagascar.



Between the hours of 3 to 5 I get bord. It's before I make supper, the kids are either still napping OR they are playing (on a good day together), and I have just had an hour or two to catch up on my stuff. Between the hours of 3 to 5 the house is generally tidy and I am left wondering what to do. A "good" mom would think of a brilliant game to play with the kids AND sometimes I am a "good" mom BUT most times I just watch the clock and wait. I wait for Dusty. I wait for him and I hope. I hope that he comes home early. But that hope is futile. He ALWAYS gets home the same time everyday. It's not between the hours of 3 to 5. But it's 5 minutes to 5 and today I wasn't bord. Today I decided to trick father time. I put the girls down for a late nap and then I baked cookies. I baked lots and LOTS of cookies. It's 5 to 5 and I am just sitting down to do "my" stuff and in 1 hour I get to start supper. 1 hour is hardly enough time to even think of getting bord!