9:34am.

Every week or so, I have a really busy morning with Vintage Farm and I think of it as a small taste of what it would be like to be working mom. And then I think about moms who work from home. Forget about it. All else would go by the wayside.

This morning, I came in from the garage after working and this is what I found:



One entirely naked three year-old eating animal crackers for breakfast, about four different outfits strewn about (apparently he couldn't decide what to wear), toys, cartoons on tv and a half eaten bottle by a small boy who needed a diaper change really badly.

And it was only 9:34am. Yikes.