I think we found all the eggs. I know the children are going to have tummy aches.
Everyone is happy and content. The quiet rain makes me want to nap but the mess that the children are creating makes me want to run behind them and try to keep up with the clutter. Should I spend my day cleaning up after them or wait and work harder when they go to bed. It’s comforting to have things clean but depressing to have a room you just cleaned turn into a large toybox. I could just hide on the computer for a while but nobody is blogging today and I have no mail to answer. That nap is sounding more appealing.