Ahhhh, it’s 9am and I’m sitting up her surfing the ‘net. Where, you ask, are my precocious children?

Not bothering me!

I can here them downstairs happily playing with PlayDoh without any fighting or whining. So cries for “MOM” or “STOP IT” or “ARCHVICH” (Kulia’s cry of injustice.) Why are they playing so sweetly? Because Tutu is here! Yipee!

OK, it’s only for a week, but oh-my-goodness-gracious-me is it nice. The girls adore her and pretty much glue themselves to her side. This gives me ample free time to putter around the house, run errands, clean/organize, and blog at 9am on a Thursday morning. Ain’t life grand?

So, I have no time to type. I have web pages to visit! Hot coffee to sip! A whole morning to lounge away.

I must get cracking!