Who, Me?

I never used to be a list maker.

If I did take the time to write something down, such as a grocery list, it never failed I'd forget to take it with me.

That was before the twins.

Now, I don't go a day without writing something down, even if it's just a quick note to remind me to move the laundry from the washer to the dryer. (Don't laugh, if I don't it's liable to stay in the washer for days before I remember...eww!)

I would be lost without my lists.

That's why I laughed to myself last Friday, as a nice lady commented on how organized *I* was.

Me? Really? Me?

It was a good day. I somehow managed to get myself and the twins ready and out the door in time for me to make an exercise class at the Y. One of my birthday presents was a coupon book, good for childcare there, so I could start working out again. I was nervous that I wouldn't have everything I needed for the caretakers, even though the twins would only be in there a little over an hour. After checking them in, I headed up to the class and tried to not to look as out of shape as I am!

Afterwards, I practically ran back to the childcare room, anxious to see how they were doing...

Pretty Girl was happily bouncing in an exer.saucer while Big Boy was sitting in a caretaker's lap.

Nothing but smiles all around.

I chatted with the worker about how they did. As she watched me gather their things, load them up in their carriers and snap them into the stroller, that's when she made the comment.

"Oh, you are so organized! Everything has a place and is in order...most mom's with ONE baby aren't that organized."

I smiled and politely said thank you.

Inside I was rolling on the floor with laughter...if she only knew how many lists it took to plan this little outing!