Nap Time

Naptime for Nate is a pipedream. 
My best hope these days is to get him to rest in his room for an hour while I run around like a mad woman and get stuff done. 
For some strange reason this morning, probably having nothing at all to do with the fact that there were only two children here this weekend, work went quickly.  Nate is chilling in CJ's room right now.
 Kitchen is clean, dinner is made, laundry is done & put away, bathrooms are tidy, floors are vacuumed...is this really my life?  Just doesn't feel right if it doesn't look like a bomb went off in the kitchen.  ;)
Days like this I can handle. 

*I won't point out that Ben got into the Band-Aid (the kid doesn't have enough coordination to use a fork, but he has no problem ripping open eight bandages and putting them all over his body),  climbed up on the counter and ate an avocado (skin and all), wrote all over the glass door or took only a short nap because Nate was screaming that he needed a butt wipe.*
It's still a good day.