We’re frantically trying to get ready for the baby, which means full days at work – luckily for Kitten Thunder this means intensive couch time for The Girl with a laptop – and busy evenings.
No matter what I do, I’m well supervised.
In the office while I integrate The Boy’s books onto the bookcase.
In the spare room where I rearrange furniture after The Boy painted.
From under the workbench when I put some tools that had wandered upstairs away.
And from under The Boy’s feet when he thought I was finally going to sit down for a while.
Is it bedtime yet?