I have one week, tops, before Baby arrives. I spent breakfast time this morning making a giant, all-encompassing list in teeny tiny handwriting, of everything that I hope to accomplish in this coming week, with a hefty section at top devoted just to today.
Shortly after I finished this list Amy was remarking on the number of crayons without tips in her crayon box - a sad state of affairs I had been noticing myself. So without further ado we found a sharpener and proceeded to sort and sharpen the better part of 120 crayons.
That was not on my list.
But I feel like I accomplished something good.