With traumatized baby in one arm, I grabbed a sauce pan and put it on to melt some butter for making gluten free cookies later that night, after the kids are in bed. Little did I know that it would take twice the usual amount of time to get them to bed! I didn't forget about the butter, but I didn't think it would burn the way it did. It was still the consistency of melted butter - just black, when I finally got there. The kitchen was starting to get smoked up, I got there just in time.
This morning we're going to a play date and after a day like yesterday - I don't even know if they'll get up for it, and we all know how cranky babies can be if you wake them before they got their beauty sleep!
Funny thing is, I will wake up and [mostly] look forward to doing this mothering thing all over again, day after day, no matter how crazy it gets.