Claud the Chameleon

I love this guy. Let’s call him Claud. I’m feeling this way… whatever way that is.  Don’t ya love his expression?

I’ve had a morning full of work, work, work. I tried so hard to get stuff tidied. I actually put away my laundry that’s been sitting around for like … forever.  I vacuumed the car with all 3 tots in there… claustrophobic. How in the world are there so many crumbs in that car?

Liza fell off my bed when I was cleaning off my nightstand. She now has a big fat bloody lip. It’s very sad.

But back to Claud… I’d like to be like a chameleon.

For 1… their eyes move independently from one another. Awesome! This would come in quite handy as a mother. This would give me a full 360-degree arc of vision around my body (thank you wikipedia for that sentence). Now, I always tell Max that I have eyes in the back of my head. He always tests me to see if I can see things. And when I do, he asks how I saw. And I tell him I’m that amazing. Hardy-har-har.

Anyhoo… Isn’t Claud a cheerful color? I like that he goes with the flow… able to adapt to change. That would be a nice quality to have as a mother. As Hannah advised the other day, “Expect the unexpected.” I ought to know by now that her advice is essential to sanity as a mom.  Keep calm, like Claud… and go with the flow of the day…  Come what May and Love it!

This is a random, odd sort of post… But a nice diversion during quiet time… while I mend and rest from mothering tots and laundry and vacuuming that squishy van. I love quiet time.

Thank you Claud for your cheerful colorful self.