On tummy mountain the seasons are changing.
The heavy rains that precede summer are thundering down.
It has been this way for some time now.
The little ones are inside smearing their wee faces against the windows wondering when the rain will stop so they can run around outside.
I am wondering when they will clean up their wee craft area.
Everyday there seems to be some kind of excuse why not to do it.
We finally agreed that it would be done on Saturday.
It is now Saturday and I reminded Wee Small of her task.
"It's not Saturday today," she said. "It's Double Friday."
Just like that Wee Small creates an extra day and finds more time to do (or not do) all the things she has to do.
I wish I had thought of that whenever I have been short of time.