A list of random things, because a list is better than nothing, and nothing is what I have energy for:

-    Sadie has decided that sleep ought to take place with one’s head under a pillow. This disturbs me. (I let her burrow under and fall asleep, then take the thing away. Is this good parenting? I have no idea.)

-    I still want my 65 naps. I am still not about to get even one. I guess I should maybe think about getting over it.

-    Various keys on my laptop keyboard keep getting weirdly sticky. You’d be surprised how long it takes me to notice that I’ve typed six e’s instead of one.

-    My goal for today was to wash the dishes while the babes napped. I thought this was a pathetic goal. Then I only managed to finish half the dishes.

-    We went sandal shopping for the kids this evening. We found no sandals, but discovered a clean bathroom nearby the shoe shop. “That,” said my five-year-old, “was a pleasant surprise.” Indeed.

-    I’m already sick of spring, after three days of warm weather in a row. I feel like we have this weather ten months a year. I’m longing for severe weather alerts, the kind that would result in my husband coming home early from work, and all of us playing board games by torchlight in our (nonexistent) storm cellar. With (nonexistent) quilts wrapped around our shoulders. And mugs of hot chocolate in our hands. In my imagination, blizzards are crazy idyllic. The only weather-terror we get around here is fire, and that does not result in hot chocolate and cozy family time, let me tell you. How about you: what are you wishing for these days?