Argh

So far I woke up to the three year old bellowing “mommy!” and ran (okay, staggered) to her, only to find out she’d turned her pillowcase into fairy wings which she wanted to show me. Then the five year old comes out with an emergency. Then there’s breakfast and vitamins and toothbrushing and where is my other sock. Attempted to get through email and other business. Many interruptions, including 3 and 5 year old deciding to turn the doll house into a sled. *head desk* And it’s not even 8 a.m. yet.

Off to find my coffee cup. Hopefully it hasn’t been turned into a doll swimming pool, or a bowl of Legos…