Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Back to work.

Here's to another day of normalcy-I never thought it could feel so good.
With Mr. Nielson back work after a long painful tonsillectomy, we are back to work.
Here are a few examples of what I mean:

breakfast with just shoes on.

Eating unidentified objects.

Oliver is being Ollie-you know like escaping out the garage door while I bathe gigs and wandering so far away that strange people call the police and the police show up at my door with my son and his scooter. Then after a heart-felt alibi and pleading with cop Rodriguez that I am a really good mom (and touching his shoulder gently,which was NOT a good idea) he takes my name and number down. Can you say CPS?

Pulling all toys off shelves to hear the loud noise-you know cause and effect...music to my ears because it means my children are happy, children are content, children are not in a cop car and most of all it means we are back to work!