Why?

Why is it that I can not have 15 minutes of ALONE, uninterrupted quiet time? Just when I think I might be able to have time to sit, drink a cup of coffee or even...gasp...read a book...my 3 year old (in a few weeks) decides she needs me RIGHT THEN, or she has an accident in her pants, or she needs a new hair clip or SOMETHING.

Y'all, I'm still battling this nap time thing with her....and I don't even care anymore if she actually sleeps! I just need her to stay in her room for a certain amount of time so I can re-charge. She can not be quiet (or maybe my version of quiet) for anything! I'm so serious about her being quiet because our house is not big and our 3 bedrooms are rightnexttoeachother and goodness me I do not know what I would do if Bailey did not get her afternoon nap! So far Bailey has slept through all Cerys' antics, but I am so stinking tired of running up and down the stairs to give warnings, change sheets or whatever she NEEDS RIGHT THEN. I have even camped outside her bedroom door so I won't have to go far, but seriously....that seemed ridiculous to me for a grown woman to be sitting on the floor waiting for whatever to happen.

Anyway...it's raining (has been all day) but we did manage to walk up to the library, so at least we got out of the house! It's not easy getting all of us water-proof and I often wonder if it's even worth it to go out...but it was....

I got to wrangle Bailey into the stroller and cover her up with the rain cover (thank you Jesus for rain covers!). I got to convince Cerys that she had to wear her wellies because it was wet outside. I got to walk 20 minutes in soggy wet leaves watching Cerys try to walk around them because they are "wucky." I got to watch Cerys stop in her tracks and cover her ears every time an ambulance or police car went by- sirens blaring or not. (We live near a hospital, so it's a regular occurrence.) Then once we got to the library, I got to chase Bailey round and round a shelf of books while she chuckled (loudly) because she thinks it's a game when I tell her to come to me and she thinks it's even funnier when I take a step towards her. She takes that as her cue to start running. I got to tell Cerys a million times to use her "inside voice." I got to tell Cerys a million times that she does not need to re-arrange the baby chairs in the children's section. Then we chose some books.

Then I got to repeat that walk coming home. Then I got to mop the floor because I had to come in our front door with a stroller COVERED in mud and soggy leaves, instead of the garage door where we keep the stroller because I forgot the garage door opener.

Then I sat down, exhausted from our one hour outing. :) But yes, it was worth it.