What is that lovely sound?

Is it the twittering of birds? The dulcet tones of my toddler? The cheerful whistling of the electrician? It’s all three baby!

It is so much easier to be cheerful when the sun is shining, there is not a cloud in the sky, I have had a full night’s sleep and my children are all in separate rooms going about there own business. I am wearing a wide skirt and apron and have paused from flinging flower petals around to blog with you.

OK, I’m wearing jeans and a Fila shirt and have just spent the last half hour wandering around my house trying to decide what to do first, but I was being such a sweetie it really amounts to the same thing. Right?

I had just finished eating an early lunch when The Bean came up to me, “You are very sick, Mama.”

“Actually, I feel great.” I said flashing her a beautific smile.

“No you are sick. Git in my office!”

I got.

Sadly her office is her room which she shares with Birdie who has every surface covered with clothing as she packs for an upcoming trip.

“Oh this is too messy.” She led me next door to her brother’s room which was also beneath her standards for cleanliness. There she was distracted by some finger puppets and I escaped to the computer.

Would anyone like to come over and do 6 loads of laundry, make dinner, vacuum the pool, paint the dining room ceiling, prime the walls, sand 7 chairs, spruce up the deck, clean 2 bathrooms and transplant about 50 hosta?

Anyone? Anyone?

I just thought I’d ask.

I am feeling slightly less sunshiney.

Oh wait The Bean is back with a book. I better read it to her – doctor’s orders.