It Ain't Over 'Til the 3-Year-Old Screams

Already, it has been a busy weekend and we still have tonight and tomorrow to go.  To tell you the truth, I really need a pedicure, a water-massage, and perhaps a lo-ooong nap.  Since the time our babysitter transformed our kitchen from slobby-mess to sparkling clean, we have re-trashed it.  The laundry is piling up, and I have no desire or motivation to do any of it.  One child is bouncing off the walls; the other is glued to the computer.  Rob rode 18.5 miles today in the Chesterfield Valley, and he has been rendered helpless (or maybe even hopeless). Even so, with the trashed kitchen, the exhausted parents...the kids had a great time today until it came to a screeching halt.  In Neviyah's defense, it is pretty hard when the orange juice is in "the wrong cup" and there are no other cups around.