...has finally arrived. The day where my two-year-old son figured out how to open doors. Gone is the day that I can save the poor fish (and the various stuffed animals/webkins who didn't ask to go swimming) in my daughter's room from torment by just shutting the bedroom door. Gone is the day that I can shut the bathroom door and save toothbrushes from ending up in the toilet. Gone is the day that I can shut my bedroom door and leave my computer open for one second while I run and answer the phone. (Have I ever mentioned that my son can pop off all the keys on a laptop faster than I can answer the phone and tell a person that I better go because I think I hear my son giggling--yeah, it's quite a talent. It's also a good test for me to figure out if I know how all the letters are supposed to be arranged on a keyboard. Sigh.) Yesterday was freedom. Today is chaos.
But in good news, I named my book (thanks Jenni)--Captivated (I love it). And I now know how it is going to end. Phew. I was getting worried.