It's 5:00 and four children are racing around my tiny house playing "Escape from the Pirate." It involves a lot of shrieking.
I can't believe it's only 5:00. So far today we've hosted our social worker for our 18 month check-in, made mini catapults out of popsicle sticks and rubber bands, "experimented" with Halloween candy (mostly a matter of pouring different types of candy and sprinkles into water and seeing what color it changes into), finished two pages of math homework each, played soccer with dad, made those melty bead things with mom, used the rare appearance of the iron to have a short lesson in ironing napkins, played "tickle monster," invited the two neighbor kids over to see if we could learn how to finger knit,
and I'm done.
But it's only 5:00.
Send help.
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