I'm drowning in filth

over here and have a to do list that, by necessity, will have to be cut at least in half...but my "kids just [did]the darndest thing" and I must post.

I am babysitting a little three year old boy who has been looking forward to Jake and Andrew's return from school all day. I told the boys to play soccer or football with him for a good half hour before I take him home. I was in the backyard (singlehandedly folding the biggest tarp I have EVER seen) and the boys never came out. I found them in the garage, each with a different treasure from the recycling bin. They were all beating their item and singing Jingle Bells. Jake's comment as I walked out again, "Matthew - you do the beat, Andrew - you do rhythm, and I will do the tempo....."

Then I finished the tarp and walked back in the garage......this is the good part.......

The lights are turned off and Matthew, Jacob, and Amelia are snuggled in my mountain of DIRTY LAUNDRY and Andrew is beating out the soft rhythm of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star while serenading them!

DO I THROW THE KIDS IN THE WASH TOO? DO I RETURN THE BABYSAT CHILD WITH A TAG THAT SAYS "WASH BEFORE EMBRACING?"

Gross. You have no idea what kind of stuff is in my laundry pile. I do. I am sicked out.

My little angel

has been sick all day. It has been a cold dark day, and I've had one of those weeks that made this forced break heaven on earth. We have snuggled and had lots of quiet time together on the couch. I am now laying here looking into her red rimmed eyes and feeling overwhelmed with the love I feel for her. Such a darling. What will she experience in this life? Who will her friends be? What will her passions be? Who will she become?

Oh, I love her so! I love her soft voice and her obedient heart, the way she says "OH!" with delighted surprise after everything I tell her, the way she presses her nose into mine while laughing so hard....

She wants some "toad miwk" now, so I will go.