So, what should a mother do when the evidence of Christmas is still everywhere? The living room is still home to new toys that haven't been assigned a home; my idea of cleaning them at this point is putting them back around the tree, but they keep sneaking back out.
The school room also doubles as Playmobil land. Christmas yielded a nice big Playmobil dollhouse that is currently living on the school table; I think I'm going to have to buy it it's own little table.
Since I keep cleaning the same thing over and over with little progress, I thought the reasonable thing to do is to accomplish something. The retreat area in our master bedroom is the very last room of the house that hasn't been painted since we moved in. The patio door was recently fixed from leaking and the trim around it repaired, so it's time to whip out the paint that I bought two years ago.
Today I unloaded the bookcase, moved the furniture and taped. Tomorrow I'll paint...and pick up Christmas toys again.
We are a sick household, but no flu. Alei now has pneumonia, which was diagnosed on her second trip to the doctor on Christmas night. Alyssa made her second trip today and finally got antibiotics for a sinus infection - she has run a fever for six days now.