I went grocery shopping today for Thanksgiving. Lots of food. We’re going to have somewhere between 30-40 people. Today I hope to get the floor mopped, laundry done, the kids rooms cleaned (they’re doing that. Nate said that whatever isn’t clean by 7pm is getting pitched), and I told them that if their rooms are clean by 3, we’ll make gingerbread turkeys. Tomorrow I make 10 or so dozen crescent rolls.

You know what drives me nuts? When I’m talking to one young person in the house, and another hears just enough of the conversation to get it completely wrong and want clarification, even though the conversation is neither important, nor relates to them in any way. They ignore my declarations that it’s not worth me repeating again, and I have to explain it, at which point the 3rd child walks by and wants to know what’s being said because she heard it wrong, too. And the topper is that at some point during all of this the first child gets confused and wants to know what I’m talking about with #3 because what was overheard of this mutated conversation by child #1 sounds either more interesting than the original conversation, or is thought to contradict what I said the first time.

Yes, I frequently find myself having to repeat extremely trivial things 4 and 5 times because my daughters seem to be the unfortunate combination of both nosy and deaf.