The boys went to bed last night and I finally felt like I’d caught up on everything. Then there was this smell. It was just a whiff, but as faint as it was, I know if there’s even a hint of scent, it’s best to find the culprit before scent turns into tangible substance like mold or fruit flies. So as it turns out, behind the play kitchen is the best place to hide unwanted items. Whatever milk had not curdled inside the container, had leaked out onto the carpet. I vaguely remember a week ago, buying Jacob a single serving size bottle of milk to go with his morning snack. I was nearly positive he drank it and then threw the bottle away. Yes, threw it away…behind the play kitchen! Kids and their shenanigans are not for the faint of heart. 

Before picking Judah up from school, Jacob and I spent some time at the park and then a few minutes at the library. Sadly, we had to miss story time because it begins right when Judah gets out of school. But we had fun reading to ourselves.

After fighting tooth and nail against rest time, we gave up and took a nice long bike ride and spent the rest of the evening at the park. Getting out in the evening is my favorite. The dusky sky sets a slightly mellow mood and while the babies let loose, I can take a breath and relax. Until that darn puddle interests them. Then it’s all a jumble of flailing hands and feet, me racing to stop them and the babies full on sprinting for the glassy pool. Mama won. But only by a hair and only because that handful of Skittles I’d shoved in my cheeks gave me the intended dosage of energy. 

I will probably never tire of seeing the city lined with orange and pink. It’s different every night and just as breathtaking. Normally, I’d be rushing home to dole out snacks and then trudge on with the bed time routine, but last night we seized the day. We enjoyed the little things like running through the field by the ferry landing and munching on apples while waiting for Josh’s boat to dock.

I’m 99% sure that sleep deprivation is the cause of all bad things. You name something bad and I bet behind it is a sleep deprived human being. We’re all rested and back on a normal sleep routine and minus the spilled milk, I’m catching up on all things housewifely. The spilled milk has me worried…I read that lemon juice can get the smell out, but suggestions are welcome!