It's sad how satisfying cleaning the house was today. Our house wasn't exactly health department bad, but it was pretty dingy. The biggest offender is the tiny white marks on the hardwoods - these are the places where the girls drop their sippy cups at a whim, sending a little bit of milk to the floor which dries into a small white mark. It was uber satisfying to clean all that crap and give the house a good once over.
Again, this is sad that I got so much pleasure from this. Sadder still is that it took almost the entirety of their afternoon nap to get done. Cleaning the house during naptime is good and necessary sometimes, but I can't help the feeling that the time could have been spent on much more substantial tasks. Like giving greater attention to the Navy - Notre Dame game.
We headed to the park this afternoon for some playground time. A really nice boy came over and asked quite earnestly if the girls wanted to play. I wanted desperately to say yes and urge the girls over, but he was a bit older than them, and I get the feeling like our kids are just a few months shy of being able to just plop down with strange kids and not freak out about it. I did give Lily the option, and she was intrigued, but not so much so that she didn't keep her distance from them, close enough to touch my leg in case the need arose. Still, it was nice of the kid to ask.
Tonight, a baby shower for friends Jen and Tim, and Papa came over to watch the girls for us.
Day two hundred and seventy four.
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