This morning I was painting waves.
The house was in order; the babies, quiet; the creativity, flowing. The sea was calm.
Fast-forward two hours.
A hurricane appears to have swept through our living room; the babies, refusing to nap, are stripping, screaming and throwing stuffed animals; the creativity, at a complete stand-still. The sea is treacherous.
Working from home with toddlers...kinda like a day at the beach. Kinda.