procrastination

Today I should have done the laundry, packed a few boxes, and bleached out the growing collection of used floral containers that are taking over my tiny bit of kitchen countertop.

Instead we watched Here Comes Peter Cottontail, built a fort out of moving boxes, and re-enacted Caps for Sale.



And yes, Sir O's shirt is filthy and covered in stickers.  And no, he's not wearing pants.  He wet his pants twice today, and now he's out of pants, and like I implied before,  the laundry did not happen today.

I don't need to feel bad about that, do I?