What I do:
clean bath scum.

teach.

comfort (at least try to)

Provide nourishment.

Read about heffalumps.

Manage landscape assistants.

Provide opportunities for a budding pastry chef.

cook.

Reassure, assist, (whatever it takes)...

Wash.

Read myself.

Put on P'Js. Chat to hubby about all of the above. Sleep. soundly.

With slight variation I think when I wake up tomorrow it will probably be the same:) all over again. Sigh....
It's what I do. Though tiring, patience-testing, energy-sapping...emotion draining, at times plain brain -depleting and downright toxic!....
I am truly blessed.

















