"I have a happy fam-i-ly"

When I was in school and/or working full-time I LOVED three day weekends. Now.... It's bitter sweet. I LOVE the extra day of having Mickey home to somewhat balance out the kid-to-parent ratio and have him to gab at and mess around with all day. But the Monday off throws the whole weeks routine off. Another problem we seem to have (and always have had) is that we are NOT a productive pair when we are together most the time. That's not true.... We are quite productive in having fun, messing around, being lazy and making messes together. We aren't however very productive in cleaning up after ourselves (or the kids) or getting things like shopping and laundry done. So it's already Wednesday and I am still trying to climb out from under 3-days worth of disaster.
Yesterday I washed seriously about 12 loads of laundry (thank goodness Mickey stayed up til midnight with me to get it all put away) and deep cleaned the kitchen. Today it's bathrooms and bedrooms.
The kids and I went to Sam's after preschool for cleaning supplies and a laminater (yes, I invested in my own to save me $$ on some big upcoming projects). We always seem to attract compliments while we are out (because really I have the most adorable kids ever). But today one older lady gasped when she saw them all in the cart (no kidding, her adult son was chuckling because it was SO loud) and she said, "oh my aren't you all just SO SWEET!" And then she looked at me and said, "you must have a very happy home!" And I have to say, it felt so great to say, "yes, actually we do."
So even being a tiny messy apartment, I can take comfort in the fact I have a very happy (most days) family. And I am trying to cherish it every day because more and more, I am reminded how rare and fragile such a thing can be.
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