I try to get to a good stopping place in my household tasks before launching into the nap time routine. That way I can take a breather for a few minutes when the kids are down.
Me: Ok, boys. Go choose a story and meet me on the couch.
But sometimes I get sabotaged.
Me: Georgie, cups on the table are no-no.
(If you didn’t already know, juice grows exponentially when it spills. You might have had half a glass on the table, but it’s a gallon on the floor.)
William: (sigh) My house is such a mess. I don’t want to live here anymore.
(Sometimes kids know just what to say. Sometimes they don’t and they say it anyway.)