Saturday

6:49 am – wake up. Why am I awake? Go back to sleep.

8:20 am – Wake up again. This time to Cal calling “Dadda . . . Dadda . . . Dadda . . .” I close my eyes. He wants dadda.

8:21 am – Open my eyes just as Olivia climbs into bed with me. Wyatt passes Cal down to me. “I have to clean out the basement” he tells me, “keep the kids up here.”

8:43 am – Mommy and kids get up and head for the kitchen. It’s time for something to eat.

9:36 am – Showered and dressed, I begin make-up. Wonder: why don’t I put on makeup more often?

10:03 am – PANICK, can’t find the hairspray, and we’re supposed to be at the recital in less than a half hour.

10:41 am – dressed and hairsprayed, Olivia is ready for her dance recital.

11:00 am – Olivia’s first dance recital! Wyatt and I reminisce for a brief moment at how far we’ve come in 3 1/2 years.

12:13 pm – Dance recital is over. It’s time for ice-cream.

12:32 pm – Lunch. PB&J with Bananas. Yum.

12:52 pm – Cal is down for a nap. I lay down on the couch. I’m so tired my body hurts.

3:14 pm – Up again. Time to work on the yard.

4:02 pm – Find a postcard in my mailbox.

5:51 pm – What should we do for dinner?

6:30 pm – Pizza

7:49 pm – Bedtime. Hurry, hurry, read the books, get in the jammies, brush neccesary body parts, kisses, milk, hugs, find baby Kate, bed.