Here was my to-do list for the weekend:
|| hang frames in kitchen
|| order bulletin board
|| wash boys’ sheets
|| menu planning
|| Hy-Vee
|| clean out closet
|| clean out car
|| figure out front room situation
|| work on potty training
|| vaccum
|| take baby swing to basement
|| wash baby clothes for friend
|| deliver baby clothes to friend
|| vaccum
|| take baby swing to basement
|| wash baby clothes for friend
|| deliver baby clothes to friend
Here’s my “completed” list:
|| menu planning
|| work on potty training
ACKKKKK! Another weekend of to-do’s not to-done. Why do I make to-do lists with 3 children, fall weather, and football season? Just to drive myself insane? Yes. That has to be why.
Because I should know that instead of the list, we were going to be doing this…
and enjoying the perfect weather…
while the big boys did this with grandma and grandpa… followed up by some hangin’ with friends…
and then post some churchin’ on Sunday morn, it was family nap time so we could round out the weekend with some of this…
So, to-do list, sorry. You lose.
Real life, you win… I like you better anyway.