busy busy

I just wrote a whole lot of stuff and lost it......and it's not like I've got lots of spare time to write.
I was talking about how busy my life is and how no one warns you what your life will be like when you have kids, or if they do you don't listen. But I'd do it all again.....not as in have another 2 kids. You know what I mean. Not that I expected to write prolifically, eloquently and be frequently read. In fact I can barely concentrate on this banal paragraph because Tallulah is trying to dismantle the computer table as I type. Maybe she could get a job at IKEA when she grows up....although she's not very keen on that prospect - growing up that is. She swears she wants to be a little girl forever. Hannah is asleep upstairs. She's crawling and pulling up and waving and eating everything in sight - shoes, furniture, leaves, me.
I better go, I have to clean up a bit before some visitors with kids come over. Could end up worse than it is now.
ciao for now