Items accomplished: Zero (that means none, Mom)

I'm in a foggy haze today. I have stuff I want to get done...laundry, eBay listings, etc, but I also just want to sit here in the playroom with the family. I also want to mess around on the computer. My head is just all...disconnected, if that makes sense. I just can't concentrate.

I was feeling really good about the laundry Friday. I felt like I could see the light at the end of the tunnel...that maybe I could get caught up by my birthday. Then it all went to crap. If I don't keep right on top of it - load after load after load - it just slips away from me. I seriously don't think I've ever been caught up on laundry. How do you do it? I can never really get to the "extra" stuff that needs to be cleaned (backed up towels, sheets, quilts, changing table covers, sheet savers, mattress pads...) because the stuff we need immediately is never-ending. I know what I need - an efficient front-loading washer that can handle like three baskets of clothes at once. Yeah, as if!

I've got to get the ebay things going, too. Need some casholine.

We're taking Luke to the doctor tomorrow. He's got some constipation issues that I don't think are being controlled well. I don't know if he's getting too much Miralax, or not enough, but he poops at least 3 times a day, and most of the time the stool is grossly loose. Is it loose because that's all that's able to get past the hard stool in his rectum? Or is there no more hard stool and we've just effed up the balance in there? How do you know? You take your poor two-year-old to the doctor to have the white-glove treatment, that's how. I think he's probably still constipated. If we miss a day of Miralax, his behavior is atrocious. I mean, he's just really extra super majorly grumpy beyond his usual temperament. Anyway. So that's what's up for tomorrow.

Luke's currently trying to teach Claire to crawl. Cam's trying to teach Claire to "crawl like a dog." She's amused.