Sunday

Singing the Sunday solo again my friends.  David worked from 7-3, which means he left the house at 6:25 and got home around 3:30.  Which further means that I dealt with church all by my lonesome - and today I was upstairs helping with the Sunday school crowd.

Let's recap:

Multiple time outs.  No one wanted breakfast.  Long walk.  Tired me.  Heard nothing of the service.  Off to small group.  Everyone cried.  Home again.

There.  Now it's like you lived it with me.

Falafel and french fries for supper.  Children cried until I just put them to bed.  Tomorrow may or may not have a playdate in it - the one thing I can say for certain will be present is fish, because it is essentially some of the only meat present in the house and all of the stores are closed tomorrow.  I'm thinking a big feed of pancakes for one of the two *bigger* meals, and then fish and....something...for the other.  Every time I look in the fridge I get depressed.  I'm going to have to actually meal plan this coming week.

So...even more cloth diapers are heading out from our rotation.  My six Bummis super whisper wraps are officially too small for little miss chubby, so we're cutting those out of circulation.  She's slowly outgrowing every diaper I have for her.  Right now there are pretty much five Bummis super lites, a Nubunz, an AMP and a Rumperooz cover that still fit.  I have some one size covers that I tend to use on S, but could adjust for C, but other than that - my cloth diaper stash is getting quite low.