7:45 am. I gather up the laundry and take it downstairs.
8:10 am. T1 is awake. I get him dressed because we are meeting up with friends and taking pictures.
9:05 am. It takes us close to an hour to get 4 kids and 2 adults out the door and down the street a few blocks to this little secret garden area next to Lake Shore drive. The light is stunning and the pictures turn out really beautiful!
9:57 am. We make it back to the apartment with only minor melt-downs from the kids. I wash my feet.
10:09 am. T1 goes down to the babysitter. It’s only a dozen floors down, but he insists that I wheel him in the stroller.
10:18 am. I head downstairs to move the laundry from the washer to the dryer.
10:58 am. I make myself brunch. My favorite smoothie as of late. While I drink it down, I work on my Brit Lit class.
2:18pm. When I pick up T1, he tries to steal a toy from his friend. This is an everyday occurrence, but when I politely ask him to give it back he immediately does so.
2:21 pm. Back at the apartment he finds an electronic device to play with. No surprise there.
2:23 pm. I attack the pile of laundry. I can’t remember when I went down to collect it. Maybe while T1 was at the babysitter’s place?
2:48 pm. My caped crusader (he wants to have that blanket tied around him like that all the time) comes in to help me by jumping on my just-folded piles.
3:11 pm. While I finish putting the laundry away, his eyes droop lower and lower as he plays on the iPad.
3:32 pm. I make myself a salad while he naps. I work on my Brit Lit class some more.
5:47 pm. He is awake, and we go down to the resident office to turn something in. I’m impressed with the direction they are taking the remodeling. On the left you can see one side of the hallway, and on the right you can see the other side (the old version).
6:00 pm. He eats dinner. T1 is unhappy with how quickly I am responding to his demands for milk. (See the sippy cup in the foreground? It’s water and he doesn’t want that.)
6:39 pm. I round all of the necessary items up, and we head out for a trip to the park and the grocery store. I try to get out for a daily evening walk when the weather warms up.
7:05 pm. We stop at the park and play on the swings.
7:26 pm. He is tired of riding, and wants to be the one pushing now.
7:53 pm. We come out of the grocery store with carrots and frozen fruit and milk for my daily morning smoothie.
8:20 pm. Time for a bath.
8:39 pm. While dad watches him splash away, I attack the dishes in the sink. Thank goodness we have a dishwasher.
8:55 pm. There go those droopy eyes again. We get him dressed, turn on the white noise, sing “twinkle twinkle” and put him in bed. I play on my computer until it’s bedtime for me as well.