We scored Jen and her roommate for seven hours in a row to watch all of our kids and Chris and Alex. I’m not sure whether to call them brave or naive. But I’m fairly certain that no one will have to press the issue of family planning on either of them even again.
Anyway, we waged war against our basement and Susie and Doug tackled their garage.
This is instance #876 where I am reminded that life is completely different than pre-kids. In the old days, cleaning the basement meant a day of hard work, and, oh, I might miss my afternoon nap. Today? Weeks in the planning and at least an hour or two packing and prep work the night before of lunches, clothes, diapers, etc.
Although we’re not totally done, I’m proud to say there’s room for tricycles and balls and running and play.