On being alone with girls having a love affair with dirt

With Derek working out of town three days a week, I have tried to keep it together and keep things working smoothly around here. So far, so good. But I must say that I have such huge respect for those mothers who do it alone. I don't know what I would do if I had to do this full time, with no breaks and no partner to help.

The evenings around here seem mighty long with the only dinner conversation going something like this:

me: Maïa, what did you do at daycare today?
Maïa: I played with Clicky.
me: What else did you do?
Maïa: (clicking her tongue)
me: (sigh)

So to aleviate some of the longevity of the post-daycare-pre-bedtime segment of the day, we go to the park. Luckily, the weather has been very cooperative lately. The one down-side: the dirt. Note: those aren't tans on my kids (if you know them at all, you would know that). That's all 100 percent, premium grade "A" Montreal dirt.

Maïa


Solanne


Even mummy can't escape the long reaches of the dirt beast