As I awoke on Monday, August 14, 2006, my first official day of being a full-time stay-at-home mom, the possibilities of what I could accomplish that day seemed endless.? First up on the carefully refined schedule was to get Miss Vivi down for a nap.  Check!  Next, work on getting my blog up and running.  Check!  The morning was proceeding exactly as planned.

Wait a minute!  What’s that I hear???? She can’t be up already . . . It’s only been 15 minutes!  Better go check on her.  Yikes!  Phone rings–it’s Mom, but I can’t answer it right now.  Her message says, “You must be off having fun. . . .”

Stop working on blog . . . start the bath water . . . strip the bedding . . . tear up carefully refined schedule.