My parents think I've got too much on my plate. Perhaps they're right.
7:30am - wake (after sleeping in - Nonnie and Papa were here!), make bed, get dressed, make & eat breakfast
8am - Get recycling together, break down a box, get it out to the curb, run to Walmart, sans kids, to pick up items needed for dinner group and school supplies/shoes for Allison.
9:15 - Prep meal for dinner group
10:30 - squeeze three casserole dishes into the already-full fridge
10:45 - pack lunches, and a bag for the rest of the day
11am - say goodbye to Nonnie and Papa, get loaded in the car and drive to Gilbert
11:45am to 3pm - Change into painting clothes, help my friend Jen paint some awesome stripes in her girls' bedroom
3pm - get A&A to change into leotards, race to Tempe for gymnastics
3:30 - witness Allison SO CLOSE to being able to do the splits!
4:30 - head home in traffic
5pm - throw dishes in oven to bake, start on spanish rice
5:45pm - Nick gets home, we walk over to deliver meals
6pm - A&A are dying to swim, we jump in Amberly's pool for a bit
6:30pm - head over to another family's house for dinner with the missionaries
8:15pm - finally pull the girls off the Wii and head home
9pm - read books, get girls to bed
9:30pm - start working on daunting website copy project I've got this week
10:30pm - Josh wakes up crying, he lets me actually cuddle and rock him (a rarity!)
11pm - read a few pages in my book. Eyes involuntarily close.