I am currently typing this one handed while a squirming 25 lb 8 month old ‘sits’ on my lap and occupies my other hand. The only reason I can even fathom trying to write this post is because my 3 year old is napping (thank every god that ever existed).
My day today reminds me of this.
Getting together with friends is hard when you have little tyrants dictating most of your day. With kids underfoot, cooking local, from scratch meals can be a lesson in insanity.