Musings from the Trenches

I try to pick up the house every night before bed so that we will wake up to a clean slate and start our day from a place of order and serenity.  

And yet every morning between the hours of 7 and 9, the place gets wrecked like a demolition site.  It honestly looks like a tornado ripped through, and takes at least another two hours to put back together.  I'm not laying blame here, because it's a team effort, this wrecking ball of ours.  

I'm just saying that 

it's CRAZY.

But what's EVEN MORE CRAZY??

Every day, after Maeve and I put Molly and Ben on the bus and come home to start our day, *IT SURPRISES ME* as if I've never seen such a thing before in all my life!  I shake my head in disbelief, utter some startled noises and go pour myself a cup of coffee to try and figure out what the HECK happened.

Lather.  Rinse.  Repeat.

Every ding dong day.

Crazy, I tell you.