I tried to make Londyn sit down and write some thank you cards from her birthday. That didn't end so well, and she didn't get much done. We'll try again today, and then I'll probably give up. If you came to her birthday, please know she's thankful!
Lincoln loves to read books, so we spent some time today entertaining him with books. It's funny though, he doesn't really let me read to him anymore. He steals the books away and flips through the pages himself and makes some noises and then slaps the book shut and claps. It's pretty cute.
We, of course, had to have hot chocolate again by the fireplace. I think this is the girls single most favorite thing to do. It cracks me up.
I cleaned my kitchen. One of the things that drives me crazy about all of us being home is the extreme difficulty of keeping the kitchen clean. It's breakfast, clean, lunch, clean, dinner, clean, and in between, all I seem to want to do is bake. It was completely free of food stuck to Lincoln's chair and the mess surrounding him on the floor, free of countertop clutter, and milk splatters on the cabinets. I really enjoyed it for about 3.7 seconds and then it all began again!