Whew!

Miz Abby and the Beans stayed with us last night. I woke up this morning with two little hands rubbing my back which were soon replaced with two little feet. I took this to be Jilly Bean's subtle message to me that it was time to get up.

I've already swept and mopped the kitchen floor once (it needs both again), I've washed dishes twice (I think they breed in my kitchen sink), and I made scrambled eggs and link sausages for breakfast. Just now, Beans is crashed out on the couch for one of her reviving naps, and I've picked up a whole, big, bucket full of large lego blocks.

I'm pooped and the day's not half over yet.